Monday, September 23, 2013
September has been full to bursting. Flag football weekends, prayer group on Mondays, a flood in our basement, a beloved Auntie living in our (flooded!) basement, driving to two schools three days a week, a new (to us) car that needed a complete interior overhaul, fulfilling the end of our summer plans and homework folders and reading and staying up far too late too many nights in a row. Also, two concerts within twenty four hours that this mama completely forgot about.
I need a life jacket. I need a day without pants. I need to follow the pace of this tiny one for a day or two.
Thursday, September 05, 2013
My Sweet Mr. Baby,
Today you are 5. I can't believe it. I looked through old pictures of you this morning and remembered. At five, you are sweet and crazy and think that poop is the funniest thing ever.
I love you boots, sauceman, Mr.
I'm so glad you're mine.
Wednesday, September 04, 2013
So, Claire went to second grade today. Up the big stairs to her classroom with a view of the playground. Evie went back to his great little neighborhood school (this time without his bff, but he seemed to manage) and Ingrid Ru spent the morning running errands, sat on my lap at story time and finished off the morning with a coffee date with her mama. It was a glorious morning on all accounts.