ANZAC Day - Lest We Forget

I have blogged about ANZAC Day before. ANZAC Day I look back at the photos of my Dad, Mum and Uncle Wilton and try to imagine what they were like back then.  All young with hopes and dreams.  My Uncle Wilton, so young and his hopes and dreams were never realized.

"They shall not grow old as we that are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
we will remember them."

Hair Cuts and Archaelogical Digs

On Fridays, Sam and I usually go on a field trip of some kind.

When it is his turn to choose, Sam usually picks one of the area shopping malls because then he can ride his beloved escalators and have Chick-fil-a for lunch.

Every now and then he does surprise me with a different choice.

This past Friday was one of those days and I must admit, it did surprise me.

Sam chose to go and get his hair cut.

 Over the years Samuel has gradually gotten more tolerant of getting his hair cut.

Some days the hairdresser can use clippers.

Some days she can't.

Some days he will be fine with the noise of the scissors snip snipping.

Some days.....well, you get the idea!!

The hairdresser we go to is quite a drive away, but, Sam gets to watch "Wubbzy" while he is sitting there and they have trains in the waiting area!!

This visit was the best EVER!!

Sam did not squirm, wiggle or bolt from the chair once.

We will see how the next visit goes, but I am hoping that we can cross hair cuts off the list of things to conquer.

 Some of these photos are a bit blurry because I took them with my phone. 

This week we are studying Egypt and to kick it off, we are excavating a pyramid. 

 Sam is very busy and completely engrossed.

This photo does not show the end result clearly.
After much chipping and dusting, Sam found a statue in the middle of his pyramid!!

Sam thought this was much more exciting than spelling and math!!