Sunday, June 16, 2013

according to everett...my dad is special because.


My dad is 55 years old.  His hair is brown.  His eyes are blue.  He weighs 80 pounds.  He loves to work.  My dad is special because he loves to work.  I love my dad because we do a lot together.




Happy Father's Day, Nater. You are quality.

Monday, June 10, 2013

9 months later.

First day of school, I wish she had shown her teeth in this one:
 Last day of school 2013:
She seriously looks like a teenager to me in this photo.  Lady, you are 7 not 17.

First day of school, full of bravado:
Last day of school 2013, the school got a new sign and my boy got a needed haircut:

Everett was in a 3's class this year, the teachers there didn't do much of a "graduation or goodbye" thing since most of the kids will be returning next year. I was so relieved to avoid tiny caps and gowns and certain tears for this mama.  It was nice to just pick him up at the end of the day and head for home.  Claire's wonderful teacher  is retiring, and she managed to make the moms tear up as she said good bye to our kids.  

And now I have a second grader.  How did this happen?

quotable ru.


She watches them all of the time and cracks up laughing at the things they say.

"My guys are funny," she tells me.

Monday, June 03, 2013

eric carle, abridged. two year old version.



I walked in on Ingrid "reading" to herself the other morning.  This is what she said:

Light moon egg leaf.
Caterpillar eat eat eat eat eat.
Cute butterfly.

Love that girl.