Thursday

Today was a full day. First Nommie came down to spend the night so that I could go work in Callan's classroom for Green Eggs and Ham day. It was so much fun... and very nasty all at the same time. Nothing like scrambling up 3 dozen eggs with green food coloring... but I LOVED IT and made lots of friends (and maybe one enemy).

Before I even got to school, I must share that this has been taking place in the mornings.




I thought I would give it a whirl again,(remember last year)
and my theory is that they are too tired in the mornings to pick fights with each other on the bus so it is calm and quiet where as in the afternoons they are wild and crazy from being contained all day. The kids have loved it so far and I have forgotten to take pics until today. Yes, Callan is in a green sweat shirt. Our conversation went something like this.
C: "Mom, I sweat a lot at school, I need a sweat shirt."
M: "Callan, that is really not what sweatshirts are for, they are for cold weather, and it would just make you burn up."
C:" No, but I want it, I need it, I really have to have it... and it is GREEN."
M: " Whatever, Callan, you are going to be hot all day."
C: "Then why is it called a sweatshirt?"
M: " Umm... because... umm... because... ummm, maybe you wear it so you will be hot and sweat. I really have never thought about it before."

Then we came home and Callan and I worked on his "Me" for tomorrow. I had to let go a little and let him decorate it. I had it all planned out and wanted to put his name on the chest and maybe a big star on the hat... all scrapbooky and stuff. But he just wanted to draw with markers and since it was our family project... I had to concede. It cracks me up because the head is almost normal size.



Then while taking the dog out I found this ( I call them June bugs) but what are they doing, and WHY... this is the second time in about a month they have done this. They do this for a few days and then disappear and now they are back. Whatsupwiththat?



And... anyone want a cute dog who is soooo on my nerves??

Wordless Wednesday

Right back atcha' Tonya

Well, he's off...

Today was offically the first day of school. It went well... meaning mommy did good. Like I said before, I think by the time this day finally came around, I was prepared. Prepared, until we went into Kroger and sissy got to sit in the seat instead of the cart seat of the big blue cart... and then I only had to get 2 cookies at the bakery... it just made me miss him, terribly.
So here he is my big boy Kindergartener (who had to wear his first day of school EVER shirt and a RED shirt for red day). I sure am glad I got some cute pics of him on staggered days, because he looks a little like momma did not care about his appearance on the first day of school.

My BIG boy-




Being the brave big bro showing Silas how you walk in school.

With his WONDERFUL teacher!


All went well on his first day. The boy who had no need for the letter P decided that letters do work together to make words and was excited that he learned how to spell red (R-E-D, red, R-E-D, red, firetrucks are RED...) he also told me LOTS about his day. How he loved music, how a new friend was not nice and had to pull his banana, how a new friend has a mohawk, how he was sad that because of the rain he did not get to play outside, how he did rest but no one even closed their eyes... the list goes on. It was a nice change to have information. However, I did make him sit at the table (and not go play) until he told me stuff from his day.

In other school news. Baylor was awarded the winner of the "dance" competition in PE today. From what I understand it was a X-box game where he had to do the steps it told him in the right order under a time limit. You know those dance machines you see at Arcade places (or the bowling alley) where you stomp forward, back, and to each side. He won... out of 50 kids, he says ( A couple of classes are combined).

Silly Saturday

Enter Silas:

S: "Mom, sometimes we get little snots, and sometimes we get big snots."

Me: " Yes, Silas I guess we do... but why are you thinking about snot?"

S: "Cause God made snots"


Note: I have no idea where this came from... I was making the bed, and no one in our family is suffering from the "snots".

7 Things

I was tagged by Stephanie...

7 things I want to do before I die

1) Go on Mission Trips
2) Learn Spanish
3) Watch my children fall in love and get married
4) Watch my children have children
5) Travel (anywhere but also to Paris)
6) Give more freely
7) Enjoy Entertaining

7 things I can do

1) A handstand
2) A cartwheel
3) Love unconditionally
4) Birth a 10 pound baby
5) Leave my daughter in Guatemala for 9 months
6) Fly to another country by myself
7) Take care of my children

7 things I cannot do

1) train my dog
2) play Endless Ocean (I cannot figure out how to make him swim)
3) Win at Mario Kart against Baylor... Callan is my match
4) Discipline Silas like I do his brothers?????
5) Watch my children hurt/cry
6) Sit quietly at a baseball game
7) Run a Marathon (and I think about it a lot)

7 things that attract me to the opposite sex (changing this one to 'my spouse')

1) his faith
2) his dedication
3) his parenting
4) his coaching
5) his loving
6) his handsomness
7) his sensitivity


7 things I say most often

1) Seriously???
2) Time to get up
3) Just a minute
4) Hello
5) Bedtime
6) 2 more bites
7) How is your day looking?

7 celebrity crushes (in no particular order)

Opt out... I went google searching... found a few cute ones, but crush... I don't know???


7 People to Tag
Sonja
Heather
Big Nanny
Nicole
Teresa
Alicia
Tonya

Wordless Wednesday

Answer to a simple prayer- check! 1st staggered day- check!

If you have been following along, you know that even though I did not expect the journey of sending Callan to Kindergarten to bother me greatly, since I had "been there" already... it knocked me off my rocker a little (not that I was not already there). I have been praying for a specific teacher based on recommendations of good friends. I thought that the friend putting in a good word for our family was going to help my case, but as it turns out the teachers did not get to help place children in classes this year. So I sent a little note on my son's behalf and prayed. HARD. Because in my opinion who you get in Kindergarten can make or break at least the next 5 years. I have tried not to be anxious, but then PT had to go and speak from the pulpit on Sunday morning about momma's sending their babies off to Kindergarten and I went all into the ugly cry (though I tried to restrain it as much as possible under the bright lights of the choir loft). He proceeded to have us pray as couples Sunday morning and Brent and I focused on our kids school and teachers. As set there praying to God for my baby and for the woman who might love on him for this next year of his life, I prayed... sobbing for a friend so my baby would not be scared to be alone... AND PRAISE GOD... he heard my cry and he answered my prayer. NOT ONLY did we get the teacher we hoped and prayed and petitioned for, we also got a sweet friend from church. And I have been beside myself with excitement. It was a simple prayer for my baby... and it was a simple answer, but I am blown away sometimes that God allows me these precious favors. THANK YOU!!!

I convinced myself that today was NOT the first day of school...that is next week. Today, was STAGGERED DAY (don't ask... just nod in agreement). So we loaded up all the school supplies (with notebooks that cannot be found ANYWHERE lacking) and head off to school. Callan is thrilled and wears his backpack from the moment he is dressed and holds his lunch from the moment it is fixed... like 45 minutes. He is READY TO GO... I grab one more all important piece of sending my baby off to school all day for the first time ( I will show you below), and we head out. I walk him in, get him settled, and his teacher walks over to him. He turns pale, he gets shy, bites his lip, and stares at his shoes. I MELT and tears form. He was fine, and she gets right down to his level and tells him all will be well and that he was going to have so much fun. We show him to his seat, he looks at me like he is ready but not 100% sure... I kiss him again, tell him I love him and walk away... hiding the ugly cry.

He had a blast, won't tell me much other than something about a raccoon that I do not understand (I think it has to do with the Kissing Hand book), getting to go to PE, 2 boys that were kind of mean, a scissors situation, and a big lunch room where Baylor gave him "five". We STAGGER again Thursday... and then Monday is the real thing. Hopefully by then, I will be numb and "over it", but I make no promises.




I got this from Build-a-Bear. I gave it to Callan for his pocket and sealed it with a HUGE kiss. I told him if he gets scared, nervous, or just wants Mommy then pull it out and my kiss will be right there and he will know I am very close and thinking about him (We also talked about Jesus always being with him when Mommy is not). He was glad to have it and would not even give it up when he got home.

Callan's first STAGGERED Day pics.