Thursday, May 22, 2008

Miss G and her "bro". (She calls him that because HER daddy calls his brother that.)

Our family travels to Lake George for vacation quite often. We are considering putting a vacation place up there. Last time we were there (in April) it was darn chilly, so Uncle P bought everyone matching GAP sweatshirts. Aren't we cute?

Sunday, May 18, 2008

11 Years Today.

11 years ago I watched the handsomest green eyes cry because he thought I was beautiful...11 years ago I played a little thumb wrestle with the hand that I hope to hold for the rest of my life...11 years ago I toasted to our new life together...11 years ago I joined my life to my love.

There have been ups and downs, and ins and outs. There have been days when I thought that ONE MORE SOCK ON THAT SIDE OF THE BED WOULD END UP WITH ME OR IT OUT THE WINDOW. And there have been days where that Hand was the only thing I could find to hold onto in my whole world. He is the first one I want to tell a good joke to, and the last one I want to see when I close my eyes at night. He is a better father to our children than I could have made up, if I would have imagined one.

To my Love...who also is known as my husband.

Happy Anniversary darling.

Friday, May 16, 2008

UPDATE: (re: my daughter's school interview)

(we don't have any results yet)

(she was not coached in any way...we didnt even tell her they would be interviewing or anything...just that she would see a school and meet a teacher)

BUT,

she walked in, stuck out her hand, met the teacher ands said "Hi, I'm Grace. G-R-A-C-E. I can spell."

How could they not be blown away?
Today it all starts.

I just dressed my little girl in her finest striped tights...her favorite pink horse sweater...and her pink butterfly rain boots. Then off she went on her Daddy's arm (literally, he carried her) to have her first school interview. I just waved good-bye and tried not to cry. I didn't tell her or warn her about the interview, I just said that she and Daddy were going to have a special time and go look at a school and talk to a teacher. All she wanted to know was if the school had a good playground. All I wanted to know was how was it possible that almost 5 years have gone by since that little hand grasped mine for the first time.

This might not be the school for her, this might not even be the right time for her to start school. Against most popular opinion, I don't think that a formal, full day kindergarten is the most important thing in the world. She is smart, I know that. Everyone that comes in contact with her mentions how smart, kind and respectful she is. I know she might be ready to move on to the next stage in her life, I'm just not sure that I am ready for that.

No one tells you how hard it is when your heart starts walking around outside and away from you. I can only pray it always comes back.

Good Luck my sweetheart, my first born, my love. May you find that the road isn't too hard, that there are wonderful secrets to be learned and discovered, and know that your Mama is always waiting here for you. I'm always on your side.

Just in case you ever wonder.