Brothers Christoper and Nathan had a giggly happy kind of throw yourself on your brother death in our play today.

Bo dead.  His sword is still in the air...just in case.

There is so much going on during a play.  Here, Linda was noticing that Anna had stolen my coffee and was guzzling the final drops while I posed with Kate. 

Ryan presented about his Bugs Bunny that he bought at a garage sale.  As soon as I took the first picture he covered his face for the rest of his presentation.

The War of 1812 was waged today.  Robert and Jordan were in the front lines as Miss Donna's family socks were bursting in mid air.

Yep.  Our CC offers massages.  Not just any back rub either.  Cindy, a massage therapist was coerced by me to try her art at autistic detoxification massage.  So far my Jack has been calm, receptive to learn and incredibly sweet after his weekly massage.  Grace and Owen also received them this week and although Owen was on the squirmy side, he seemed to be more relaxed after.  His mom sure did because we couldn't stop laughing at how cute he was and the coolness of having our own massage therapist at CC. 

Bo and Daniel trying out their straws in science.

Annie's flag.