Saturday, September 5, 2009

Updating Blog

I am working on updating my blog. I have posted some of our family highlights, but I am not done yet. I still have to go back and add photos. It might just be a little while. If you are enjoying what you are ready...just give it sometime and then I will have photos.

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

I have Springs!

Ryan woke up this morning and started to carry a conversation with me. It was a nice conversation.

"Mom, remember what Grandpa said". Of course, with all the things that have been going on. I am not going to remember every conversation, especially every conversation he has had with everyone.

"Mom, Grandpa told me I have SPRINGS". Then he goes on, "I think Grandpa is Right. I do have Springs in my shoes. I finally understand that I bounce a lot. Really a lot."

Ryan is a very energetic boy. That is right, he is All Boy. He is always jumping or bounce against furniture. We still love him even with all his Energy. Maybe he will be the next Energizer Bunny.

Lindsay first day of Kindergarten

Lindsay was so excited for her first day of Kindergarten. Then we found out her first day of school was a week after all the other school kids. She was bum she had to wait until August 3, 2009. Everyday for a week she had to watch her brother get up and get ready for school.

I was bum too. I was really looking forward to Lindsay starting school. The day finally came for her to start school. She was so excited. It was hard for me to get her to settle down so I can get a school picture of her. She already ran off to her class and seeing her friends. She rolled her eyes at me when I pulled her aside to get a hug good-bye or take a picture.

I was sad to have her not at home with me. The anticipation for her to go to school was gone. I REALLY miss not having her home with me most of the time. Of course, after a week I was fine.

Lindsay started to not like going to school since she kept having a card pulled at school everyday. When I asked her why; her response was, "I am a talker, and her teachere doesn't let her talk, talk, talk." She continues for the next hour talking about everything she did in school.

She loves coming home and showing me everyday she has a stamp. She loves doing her homework and being able to read books. A month of school and she is a new routine. But the Diva in her comes out every morning when she is trying to find the perfect outfit to wear to school...clean or dirty. Now that is another story for another day.