...something. Holy cow we've had a lot of first days this year. Lots. Or so it seems. I am slowly being ushered into the Special Soccer Moms Club.
Haylee started 1st grade this year which means a full 7-hour day away from home! This has been an adjustment for the entire family but we're getting the h a n g of it.
The first day was hilarious. I wanted pics of Haylee at the bus stop and all but I was a little embarrassed to take my camera. Glad I did. 30 parents at the bus stop, all with cameras. 30 parents waving goodbye to a bus full of anxious kids. I'm sure the bus driver got a good laugh.
I loved it.
Guess why this one is BIG?
Then she started a dance class. Another first. She l o v e s it! She is still working on the coordination/step/sequence but she has mastered the poise, grace, and beauty required from a real leotard and real dance shoes.
Cambree is taking dance too. She loves watching herself in the mirror wall in the dance studio. I love watching her watch herself. I also love seeing her little underwear poking out of her leotard, under her little pink tights! There is a picture of me about the same age with the same wardrobe malfunction. Used to be embarrassed. Now I am proud to have set a fashion trend for my own 4 year old.
Both kiddos love to practice dance for their Mom and Daddy audience to any music by "John Smith" (actually it's Josh Groban but I've stopped correcting them.)
Bree also started Talking Time this week. This is her group speech therapy class that we started last spring. We really like Talking Time!!!
And today...I dropped my youngest off for her first day of PRESCHOOL!!! I honestly can't believe that I actually had a harder time of it than her. Seriously!
This was our conversation this morning:
Bree: Mom, I can just go all by myself. Mom: But I have to drive you. Bree: Ok, I guess you can drive me. Then I can go all by myself... Mom? I might miss you a hittle bit. (that's how she says 'little')
BJ ran the Hobblecreek Half marathon a couple weekends ago. Perfect training run for the upcoming St. George full marathon!!!
I was so focused on getting a picture of him (and not peeing my pants or losing my children) that I wasn't able to turn and run to catch him at the finish line. But he did great as far as I'm concerned and he felt good about it too so that, I guess is the most important thing.
The girls really like coming to see Daddy's races because they get free food. This time was grapes and chocolate milk.