Day 4... she's amazing

She's six... and I love to read her stories

Day 3... a savior of sorts

Coffee saves me on Tuesdays... and most days, in general.

Day 2... photo a day challenge

Fall=apples

A photo a day for 30 days

I am going to challenge myself to take a photo a day for 30 days. Enjoy!
So here is Day 1

Picture Day!

The first full week of school... and they are already taking pictures... uh. oh. There was a request to look fabulous. The request came from Goosie and so... I let her run with it. I let her pick the items for a headband. What a DIVA!

Creating Back to School Memories

Goosie went back to school this week... a very hot, early transition for her. I have been trying diligently to create "traditions" for us. When we lived near family, we used to go out to eat on the first day of school... parents, grandparents, great grandparents and even god parents if they were available. Now, we are here in the Midwest and I want the kids to continue to have a sense of tradition.
Goosie gets a small gift in the morning... a book and an art supply. She draws nearly every day so this is extra special for her.
The "You are Special" plate. I had made these the first year we lived here and the kids love having the charger under their plate.
The small cake... a new tradition but what a great way to reuse their birthday candles (and have an excuse to eat cake).
The poster... just a fun way to celebrate their special year!
Enjoy!

I'm a "Nothing" and I will keep working hard at it...

Goosie's first day of 1st Grade
I apologize for the blog interruption. The sister of Boomer's Godfather died and we took a trip "home" to be with his sweet Godfather.
After all that traveling alone with the kids, it was time to come home and prepare for the new school year. Goosie kept saying that she wanted to be homeschooled and that she didn't want to go to school this year. It tore me up inside, terribly... But, onward and upward we moved forward with the back to school shopping and prepping for the new year.
Goosie and I had many talks about why school is so important and I asked her if she wanted a career when she grew up and moved on with life. She said, "I want to be nothing... just like you."
silence
shock
tears welling in my eyes
deep breath
coming to terms with what she meant
I had a career at one time... I actually worked until the Christmas break before she was due. I worked in a school where restraints occured daily and it wasn't safe for anyone to be there late in pregnancy. She doesn't understand that I left behind 10 years of teaching to be her Mommy... the best job in the whole entire world.
My paycheck comes in hugs and kisses now. Bonuses are snuggles and sweet memories.
I explained to her that being at home is hard work and I cherish my job... I can't really say that I'm over this one yet.