tonight at dinner

Tonight during dinner...

Syd: "Mom, When is 'Kid's Day'?"
Me: "What do you mean honey?" (thinking she's referring to having a day when SHE can pick what we do for the day)
Syd: "You know..like when it's all about us kids and we get presents & cards and stuff...Like Father's Day & Mother's Day; When is 'Kid's Day'?"
Raegan pipes up: "Syd, EVERY day is Kid's Day!"
Love it.

Graduate!

Graduating Class of 2025!?

Filing into the ceremony

Posing...her idea.  Watch out Kindergarten!

Two peas-in-a-pod Besties

Hugs for Mrs. Jamie

Getting her "Diploma" from Miss Michelle

Miss Michelle (first year Preschool teacher....sugary sweet!)

Mrs. Sheryl



Mrs. Jamie

Two-Wheeler

I don't know what it is about it,;but watching my kids learn to ride a bike for the first time fills me with so much pride both for them and for my extremely patient husband who is so gentle and encouraging in that moment. I get teary everytime!
And I wish you could see close-up the last picture....her tongue sticking out just like her Daddy's does anytime he is doing an activity that he's determined about.  Love them both.

3rd born craziness

With our unusual spring-like (80 degrees in March!) weather we've been having I decided to try for Mom-of-the-Month yesterday by busting out the water table for Molly and filling it with dish-soapy bubble water. She was "washing" her sandtoys in it (fully-clothed) when I left my kitchen-window-watch to change the laundry and came back (literally like 7 minutes later) to find this:

Head Injury Trilogy

This past Tuesday, Molly (hopefully) completed our quota of head-injuries requiring stitches or staples. During a rambunctious session of "wrestle-time" with Daddy and her sissies on the living room couch after dinner, she managed to wriggle loose and clunk her head on the coffee table at just the right angle to issue a gaping wound that needed two staples. She cried a tiny bit when it happened and then only a short bit at the Urgent Care when they made her lie still in my lap to put the topical anesthetic on it. I couldn't even stomach to be in the room when they did the stapling but it didn't even seem to phase her! Not so much as a peep when the staples went in, and the first words out of her mouth when I re-entered the room were, "I have a sucker?" Then she was happy as a little clam to have her sucker, ID bracelet, and a "Big Bert Kicker" (Big Bird Sticker) on her shirt as her rewards for her ordeal. Such a little trooper!
I'm hoping we've closed the chapter of Urgent Care visits in our family for awhile. Our swipe cards are getting worn. ;)