Anton was convinced he did not need a bath tonight. Since he played soccer this afternoon and we have an early morning tomorrow, there was no choice about when he had to take his bath. Now. We had been rough housing and cutting up so he thought I was teasing about his needing a bath. He even tried to convince me that he would wash his hair, but not his body. Finally he got a stern "Anton" and the motherly look from me as I pointed to the bath tub. He understood and was very quick to get to the bathtub. And of course when he smiled that big dimpled smile I quickly forgot the brief moment of frustration.
Anton had been somewhat withdrawn today. Maybe he was tired. Maybe a little homesick. Maybe he has indigestion. Hard to tell. But tonight we found another outlet for his creativity and he was wound up and ready to go again. He even got a little mischevious. Ken and Kristi tried to find the Russian word for mischevious or ornery so we could ask him if that describes him. We couldn't find the word. Anyone know?
Highlights of the day: We worshipped together. Anton even sang some of the songs. David & Rhonda Graham brought their family over for lunch. My brother and his family came over for dinner and a wii showdown.
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