Tuesday, September 5, 2017

Mallie Lynn's 1st day of school....Evah! PreK3

See this smile?  This smile is to remind you I'm ready for this big day!  No matter what hesitations you may be having mom you're doing the right thing, I promise!  
I've wanted to go to school for a good year now as I watched Henry go and have fun.  I've wanted a special backpack and lunchbox all my own and have talked about it for a few months too.  
I love to play and make new friends and learning new things always excites me!

Last night we put this girl to bed excited as she could be.  If you can't tell by that grin she was proud to read a book like Henry and talk about her impending 1st EVER day of school.  
Henry sweetly prayed "God please give Mallie Lynn comfort tomorrow, and God help her to make lots of new friends."  

 
I know I look small, and I'm your little princess and all, but Mama I promise I've got this!  It's going to be a great day, and you'll probably cry more than I will!  
 What do you mean your thinking about just keeping me home?   That's silly!  Henry went to PreK 3 and I want to go too!  I mean I'm almost three!
 Plus, as spunky and confident as I am I'll probably be more ready than any of my friends who have already turned 3.  I'll be sure to make new friends and will probably make them laugh a lot.  










 Mama, seriously it's all going to be ok, don't ask me again if I'm excited because I think we've already gone over this.....
 So let's get going, I don't wanna be late!  I know I'm your baby girl and this is tough for you but this won't make me grow any quicker it will just let me spread my wings a bit.  
 I'll give you kisses before we part ways and it's going to be a "willy awwwesome" day.

 Eeeeeek my backpack and lunchbox oh my!!!!  This is what I've been waiting for!!!!!
 Last year I swore she would have walked into Henry's class with him and stayed if I let her so it seemed only natural to sign her up for PreK 3 this year.  Henry had started a program 2 days a week when he was three and it had been really great for him, though looking back I realized at that age he was still such a baby!  So I was caught off surprise the past few weeks when I began to second guess my decision.   All of a sudden my thoughts surrounded the fact that she is our baby girl, and well, she's not quite even 3 yet.  Though she is emotionally mature and such a confident soul, I questioned why on earth I wouldn't just keep her at home with me!!?  I mean, we have soon much fun together even if it's just a trip to the grocery.  
Today came in a rapid fashion and ya know what?  Mallie Lynn was right, she was more ready than I could have imagined.  
She walked right into her classroom, found a spot to hang her backpack, made SURE I had her lunchbox and walked straight to her table.  She said Hi to her teacher and then began exploring her room in an excited fashion.  

She had talked about all the toys she couldn't wait to play with since our visit day last week and her eagerness showed.  So mesmerized by the train table was she that she barely even looked at me when she gave me a goodbye kiss, (at my request).  I slinked out of the room and stood in the doorway waiting for her to look for me, to freak out, to want to wave goodbye.  As I walked out into a thunderstorm that had my shoes swimming through the parking lot, my face began to resemble the rain drops running down my car.  Then I remembered, this is what we had hoped and prayed for her, that she would be confident and comforted and have a wonderful day.  So I gave God thanks and continued to cry my way home.  I think I'll be letting the teachers know mini boxes of kleenex might not be such a bad thing to pass out to mommy's that first day.  :)  
Keeping with family tradition I prepared warm cookies for her to come home to on this very special first day.  I had a wonderful helper too who couldn't stop talking about how he hoped she didn't cry.  
 So how was her day?  She shed zero tears, walked out with a smile and a sucker and made sure I had her lunchbox and water bottle before we pulled out of the parking lot.  She chatted the whole way home about what toys she played with and how she sat by a friend named Henry and ate "fishgolds" for snack time.  :)  This girl was ready, and almost seemed puzzled as to why Henry and I made such a fuss over her being a big girl.  PreK 3 I hope you're ready for this spunky, sweet ray of sunshine.




Wednesday, August 30, 2017

There is a closet....


There is a closet in our house that holds more than you'd think.  It's in the smallest bedroom of our home and boasts the least amount of square feet too.  For 2 years it held extra linens and lots of Lululemon.  Last summer it got a raise of sorts in it's rankings when it secretly began holding little things for a baby to be.  When we found out we were unexpectedly pregnant with a third little life my caught off guard heart quickly grew to the idea of another little one to love.  My parents had recently given me a few things that had been mine as a child and I stored them in that closet knowing I'd be able to use them in this new nursery of ours.  A baby blanket and a new baby sling also made their way to that closet giving it a sense of importance.
That sweet soul was called to live in heaven instead of our arms and I'm sure is being cared for far better than I could imagine.  So the closet grew emotions, it became filled with sorrow and though the contents remained it became quite empty.  Occasionally I would run my hands across those little things I collected and my heart would feel all the feelings, in the truest sense.
When we were blessed with the news that we were pregnant once more this past February the closet became hopeful.  It took some time, but slowly I began to ever so hopefully gather sweet things for our baby boy blessing to come.  Now I look at the contents of what had been there before with a smile on my face knowing this sweet child is getting something extra special, a few hand me downs from an angel sibling above.
This past week I emptied the closet of all that it held in it's previous life and began to make room for it's new role.  That tiny space is weeks away from holding outfits that will wear memories that will last a lifetime, blankets that will warm a fresh new life, and a few cherished gifts that will someday be passed down with loving memories.

33 weeks and counting.....We can't wait to meet our darling baby boy.  You are loved beyond measure  my sweet son.


Wednesday, August 16, 2017

Henry Thomas the Kindergartner

As I put Henry to bed on the eve of Kindergarten I felt pretty good.  As he flipped through the pages of his new book before we read I admired my sweet boy and asked playfully, "How can you be going to Kindergarten tomorrow?" and just like Henry Thomas he replied

"I guess the years just go by so fast."  


We both burst into laughter that took a real effort to come out of.  The fun I have with this boy is unmeasurable.

I could easily talk about how I really don't know how it's time to send him off to school, how I can't believe my first born, my baby boy is big enough to go to Kindergarten......but I won't.
We got to this milestone through F I V E and a half years of being blessed with him.  We watched his every breath, crawl and step with amazement and love, we watched his serious nature find his goofy side.  We saw his love and excitement for life grow from one new activity to the next; every sport he was exposed to he wanted to play, and yet he was drawn to music and drama as well.  At 2.5 years old he sat through his first live play and became obsessed with the music and story of Annie so much  that he requested to hear the soundtrack for months to come.  We've watched hours of concerts he has performed in our living room or basement; guitar, drums, vocals, maraca, trumpet, harmonica you name it he's played it.  We were blessed with 4 years of Bible study together, learning about God's truth's and having conversations sparked that both challenged and pleased me.  He is as Henry Thomas as they come.

Last year's preschool experience was hard on him emotionally at the beginning; but after almost three months of morning tears and peeling him off of us eventually ended in a year of growth.  He became excited to see his friends, loved his teachers, and grew a love for art and academics.

The decision to enroll him in half day Kindergarten was one we have felt best fits his needs. He's a homebody at heart and if I can keep him with me just a little bit longer that's exactly what I want to do.
The truth is the years really do go by so so fast, and no matter how much we try to soak up every moment with our children the days roll on.  I've never really agreed with the saying the days are long but the years are short.  I tuck kiddos to bed every night wishing we had been given just a little bit more time in our day.  Yes there are many moments in raising them where I'm exhausted, frustrated or just need a break from recorrecting little ones behaviors or seeing what the 189th call for mommy is for, but I can't imagine it another way.  The days have always seemed to fly by so quickly, that I look at the clock constantly asking myself "how is it 11am, 2pm, 7pm?"  There are always life's tasks to take care of while trying to simultaneously raise children, which leaves me wishing I could do more in a day.


I thought I was prepared for today, but the truth is it's a milestone that does make a momma emotional.  No matter what way I look at it, Kindergarten means he's growing up.  I'm going to try and make my tears more thankful than anything else.  Thankful for what we've had and for what is to come.

P.S. It's a wonder I didn't show circuit my computer with the amount of tears that have flooded my
keyboard writing this.

So how did the day go..........?  The morning was an answer to prayer!  Not one tear from any of us (well maybe a little wet eye from a parent) and a boy who announced he was so excited as we made the drive to school.  He had a grin on his face that couldn't be wiped off as he walked down the hall and I think it was such a blessing to be in a familiar building.

Hugs, smiles, waves, and goodbye.  Just like that he was on his way to big things.  

Mallie Lynn missed her Henry and thought she heard him half way through the morning.  She had to be convinced he wasn't somewhere in the house and practically skipped to the car to go pick him up at the lovely 11:15 dismissal!  We kept busy while waiting for him and continued my mama's tradition of homemade chocolate chip cookies for a first day of school treat!

 We did it!  One day of Kindergarten down and we're feeling alright!!!!!!  


 
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