Saturday, August 25, 2012
The Big T-W-O
It's just past noon on August 25th. My Corley is officially 2!!! She was a little sad to be done with 1, then she decided that 2 wasn't so bad after all.
Monday, August 20, 2012
First Day of School
It's official. I am the proud parent of a Sixth Grader and a Fourth Grader.
We got up with plenty of time to deal with "first day" traffic AND get to school on time, but of course we didn't. Well, at least one of them didn't. Jackson made it on time. But then we sat in more traffic going from the Middle School over to the Intermediate...about 10 minutes worth...and the poor girl was late on her very first day. Thankfully, so we're about a hundred more kids so they didn't count it against them. Smart school.
Jackson got his schedule today, and he got Pre-AP Math and Pre-AP Science. Smart boy.
I went through the McDonald's drive thru for nuggets and fries on my way to pick them up because Landry is always says she's starving the second she gets in the car. And wouldn't you know it? The first thing she asks for when she climbs in the van? Food. Smart mom.
While the big kids were in school today, Corley and I went out to the farm to visit with my Aunt Julie for a while. She is so amazing. Several weeks ago, she took a turn for the worse and we all pretty much thought it was the beginning of the end. After much heartache, many tears & a whole lot of questions to hospital staff, the difficult decision was made to put her into Hospice care. She spent about a week in the Hospice unit of the hospital and then went home. Once she got home, she continued to do better. And would you believe that last Friday the Hospice doctor came out to her house for a check-up and he kicked her out!?! I've never heard of someone flunking out of hospice before! But leave it to AJ to be the first.
After I left her house is when I stopped at McDonald's for the schools-out-I'm-starving food. Before I pulled out of the parking lot, I fixed a little tray of one nugget and a few fries for Corley. I just recently took out one of the middle row seats in my van and moved the girls all the way to the back row. So I had to get out of the car and open the sliding door to give her her food. Done. Not a problem. I got back in, and off we went. Well, I guess I didn't give her enough food, because 5 minutes down the road she was begging for more. Now, usually that wouldn't be a problem. Whenever she needs something, I just reach back and hand it to her. But now she's clear back in the south forty, and never in a million years could I reach that far! And since we hadn't made it to the school yet, I didn't have Jackson or Landry there to help pass it back. So I had no other choice...I had to throw food at my baby. Yep, that's right. I just grabbed a French fry and aimed at her chest. For a second she looked at me like, "did you seriously just throw a fry at me, Mom?".
And then she lost it.
That baby laughed like I've never seen her laugh. And so I lost it too. We have never laughed so hard together. And I figured since the light we were sitting at was red, I might as well capture this joyful occasion with a picture. Then, as the light turned green, I set my phone back down, hurled a few more back at her, and drove off for the school.
After we got home, the kids got to play with their friends outside for a while and enjoy the not105•weather we've been having. I finished the evening off with a JA meeting, then milk and cookies on the couch with my hubby. All in all, I'd say we had a great day.
We got up with plenty of time to deal with "first day" traffic AND get to school on time, but of course we didn't. Well, at least one of them didn't. Jackson made it on time. But then we sat in more traffic going from the Middle School over to the Intermediate...about 10 minutes worth...and the poor girl was late on her very first day. Thankfully, so we're about a hundred more kids so they didn't count it against them. Smart school.
Jackson got his schedule today, and he got Pre-AP Math and Pre-AP Science. Smart boy.
I went through the McDonald's drive thru for nuggets and fries on my way to pick them up because Landry is always says she's starving the second she gets in the car. And wouldn't you know it? The first thing she asks for when she climbs in the van? Food. Smart mom.
While the big kids were in school today, Corley and I went out to the farm to visit with my Aunt Julie for a while. She is so amazing. Several weeks ago, she took a turn for the worse and we all pretty much thought it was the beginning of the end. After much heartache, many tears & a whole lot of questions to hospital staff, the difficult decision was made to put her into Hospice care. She spent about a week in the Hospice unit of the hospital and then went home. Once she got home, she continued to do better. And would you believe that last Friday the Hospice doctor came out to her house for a check-up and he kicked her out!?! I've never heard of someone flunking out of hospice before! But leave it to AJ to be the first.
After I left her house is when I stopped at McDonald's for the schools-out-I'm-starving food. Before I pulled out of the parking lot, I fixed a little tray of one nugget and a few fries for Corley. I just recently took out one of the middle row seats in my van and moved the girls all the way to the back row. So I had to get out of the car and open the sliding door to give her her food. Done. Not a problem. I got back in, and off we went. Well, I guess I didn't give her enough food, because 5 minutes down the road she was begging for more. Now, usually that wouldn't be a problem. Whenever she needs something, I just reach back and hand it to her. But now she's clear back in the south forty, and never in a million years could I reach that far! And since we hadn't made it to the school yet, I didn't have Jackson or Landry there to help pass it back. So I had no other choice...I had to throw food at my baby. Yep, that's right. I just grabbed a French fry and aimed at her chest. For a second she looked at me like, "did you seriously just throw a fry at me, Mom?".
And then she lost it.
That baby laughed like I've never seen her laugh. And so I lost it too. We have never laughed so hard together. And I figured since the light we were sitting at was red, I might as well capture this joyful occasion with a picture. Then, as the light turned green, I set my phone back down, hurled a few more back at her, and drove off for the school.
After we got home, the kids got to play with their friends outside for a while and enjoy the not105•weather we've been having. I finished the evening off with a JA meeting, then milk and cookies on the couch with my hubby. All in all, I'd say we had a great day.
Friday, August 17, 2012
Back to school
So, I really do have good intentions of documenting my kids' milestones on this blog, but I just don't seem to find (make) the time for it.
Today we had Open House at all the schools. I have such mixed emotions every year at Open House. On one hand I am excited to see their new classrooms and classmates. Excited to see who we know in each class. Excited to meet the new teachers and see how much everyone grew over the summer.
But on the other hand, Open House reminds me that my kids are a whole year older. Starting a new chapter. Leaving behind the old last-year's hallway, in exchange for this year's newer, shinier, I'm-a-whole-year-older-now one. And it just makes me a little sad. Can't I just press pause for a while? Keep them just the way they are? It just seems like they are growing up way to fast, and in the blink of an eye they'll be graduated and gone. It makes me cry as I type the words. I know I can't stop time. I know I can't make them grow up any slower. But please God, help me to remember to enjoy each day with them and not get too burdened by the little things.
My sweet Jackson will be in 6th grade this year. How on earth do I already have a 6th grader? It seems like yesterday I was just bringing him home from the hospital. I remember us standing in the front yard under the "Welcome Home Jackson Lee" banner that our sweet neighbors, the Matthews, hung up over our sidewalk, yelling at my mother to take at least one decent picture on the count of three, and not on one or two. Never did get a decent one. That was a tradition that both houses next to us did every time a family member came home from a trip, college, etc. (hanging the sign, not yelling at their mother in the front yard.) I remember thinking it was so special that now WE had someone to welcome home! It felt like we had finally joined the club!
Our precious Landry will be in 4th grade this year. It will be her last year in the Intermediate building before she moves across campus to join her brother at the Middle School. She has three teachers this year...three! That seems like a lot considering she only had one last year. There were very few names on the roster that we recognized. I wish that there could have been at least one of her good friends in there with her. Oh, well. I'm sure our social butterfly will fare just fine.
And lastly, our baby Corley will be starting school too. I am filled with all sorts of mommy guilt about it. But I keep trying to tell myself that it'll be ok. That this will be a good thing for her. Being around other kids her own age will hopefully help her develop her language skills. Although she seems to be making great strides in that department as she is nearing her second birthday. I think she is going to love having other kids her own age to play with. And it's only two days a week. Surely we can survive that, right??? She just adored Open House, and didn't want to leave tonight. Let's just hope she has that same enthusiasm when mommy is walking out the door next week. Fingers crossed!
Today we had Open House at all the schools. I have such mixed emotions every year at Open House. On one hand I am excited to see their new classrooms and classmates. Excited to see who we know in each class. Excited to meet the new teachers and see how much everyone grew over the summer.
But on the other hand, Open House reminds me that my kids are a whole year older. Starting a new chapter. Leaving behind the old last-year's hallway, in exchange for this year's newer, shinier, I'm-a-whole-year-older-now one. And it just makes me a little sad. Can't I just press pause for a while? Keep them just the way they are? It just seems like they are growing up way to fast, and in the blink of an eye they'll be graduated and gone. It makes me cry as I type the words. I know I can't stop time. I know I can't make them grow up any slower. But please God, help me to remember to enjoy each day with them and not get too burdened by the little things.
My sweet Jackson will be in 6th grade this year. How on earth do I already have a 6th grader? It seems like yesterday I was just bringing him home from the hospital. I remember us standing in the front yard under the "Welcome Home Jackson Lee" banner that our sweet neighbors, the Matthews, hung up over our sidewalk, yelling at my mother to take at least one decent picture on the count of three, and not on one or two. Never did get a decent one. That was a tradition that both houses next to us did every time a family member came home from a trip, college, etc. (hanging the sign, not yelling at their mother in the front yard.) I remember thinking it was so special that now WE had someone to welcome home! It felt like we had finally joined the club!
Our precious Landry will be in 4th grade this year. It will be her last year in the Intermediate building before she moves across campus to join her brother at the Middle School. She has three teachers this year...three! That seems like a lot considering she only had one last year. There were very few names on the roster that we recognized. I wish that there could have been at least one of her good friends in there with her. Oh, well. I'm sure our social butterfly will fare just fine.
And lastly, our baby Corley will be starting school too. I am filled with all sorts of mommy guilt about it. But I keep trying to tell myself that it'll be ok. That this will be a good thing for her. Being around other kids her own age will hopefully help her develop her language skills. Although she seems to be making great strides in that department as she is nearing her second birthday. I think she is going to love having other kids her own age to play with. And it's only two days a week. Surely we can survive that, right??? She just adored Open House, and didn't want to leave tonight. Let's just hope she has that same enthusiasm when mommy is walking out the door next week. Fingers crossed!
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