And so it begins....

Life has officially began again. Being educators; your world revolves around the school year. Now with both Papa and Incognito in school, we are busy. I really didn't think he would enjoy school so much. I expected a battle every day. No frown in sight. This kid just loves being BIG! Supernan is not very impressed with being left each day- but loves to have brother home; on the bus no less. It's a bit difficult for mom.
Since he's in a Spanish program, all the paperwork is in Spanish. He was so sad that he didn't get a star on his folder because I didn't sign it- but I didn't know that I was supposed to sign it because I can't read Spanish! I guess it's official: I must learn Spanish. I know you are saying, Duh- the rest of your family speaks Spanish- it's about time you learn it too. Well I didn't know when we signed up for Pre-K that I was going to school too. Yet here I am studying Spanish daily. We are all ready to expand our brains.

Funny Face

She is just SO CUTE!! We're all preping for her first birthday next month. My baby's growing up and we are loving every minute of it.

Let's Go Fly A Kite!

The boys just love to fly kites. Never boring. Always windy. What a perfect way to spend the afternoon.

Training Triumph!

He did it- FINALLY! My middle child has resisted the potty training for ages. Everyone said "just wait till he's three" "He'll tell you when he's ready". I found this advice to be true for other's- but not Mr. Oblivious. He's 3 1/2 and doesn't care a flying fig how full and disgusting his diaper is. So out of desperation, today became a naked day. Not me- thank you very much- naked boys (my boys must do everything in tandem). Big brother is a potty professional and loved the teacher role. To hear the words " look- it does tricks!" and "I like to hold it like this and then give it a little shake" coming from my four year old with the rapt attention of little brother; was a bit disconcerting.

We set the timer every ten minutes, spending at least ten in the Lu having a potty party. My champion bladder builder held out through the morning with me pouring all liquids down his trap. And then all by himself- he did it! Success! It was a huge break through. Now he knows he can do it and he even wants to. This is still day one- but I am not putting another diaper on him. We are going all the way!

The Next Stage

Tonight we went to Parent/Teacher orientation for my little man's first year at school. It may only be Pre-K, but this may be one of the hardest things I have ever had to do (aside from obstaining from desserts-part of my new rediculous and overrated diet plan). Truly, I look at my 4 year old and want to weep because I know that he had already started on his path that leads him far far away from me. Part of me wants to lock the doors and keep him just for me forever. The other part realizes how much I needed to leave the world of my childhood to find who I realy was.

Yes, I know it is only Pre-K. Only 1/2 of the day. Even at the same school as his dad is teaching. But it is the beginning of the next stage. He is entering a world apart from the one I have created for him; where I can't shield him from all influences deemed unworthy. I guess I just don't want him to grow up. I'm not quite ready for the next stage.

It is a completely spanish class (he really is the only caucasion!) and that will help him to build on his already amazing language skills. His Papa is oh so proud. It will be pretty neat to watch him grow. But I stil wish I could put a lid on him and save him for later. Unfortunately, my precious boy will not keep.

xanadu (long version)

Why do I love it so? But love it I do

A day in the life of US

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Anybody Out There?

I realize that my blog has only existed for 24 hours- but come on people! Am I writing for my own amusement? We are not amused. I had hoped to wake this morning, log on, and find that I have a host of admirers, well wishers, and sympathizers. And what did I find? The same that was there when I went to bed. Pathetic. I think I'll delete the whole thing. I need comments fast or so help me....I'll do something drastic...maybe I'll eat cake for breakfast. Yeah. That'll show all you nonresposive, self-involved, "I've got a life" ers. Cake will fix everything.

The Vacation is officially OVER!

So I just unpacked the last suitcase. Yes, we have now been home from our 3week tour of the United States (or maybe just New Mexico, Colorado, Utah, and Idaho- that's most...) for 3 weeks. I don't think the trip ends until all the baggage is stowed away. So our trip really lasted a month and a half. Not bad. Some moms are organized people who enjoy clean clothes and are even able to locate what they are looking for. I find that I crave the excitement of never knowing where anything is; of creating new outfits based on what is currently not on the floor. It narrows your options and keeps the adrenaline flowing when you're ten minutes late to church and only 1/4 of you are dressed. This form of organization is something I like to call "manic managing". We all have moments- mine just last a lifetime, or until all the clothes are clean and folded.

We're Here!

It was a long time coming- but we have finally made it to the wide, scary world of cyber space. Here's a picture of the boys with their Great Grandma J. It was taken just after Grandma let them touch her hair. Hee Hee.

My Little Lady Lou

I have been so very blessed. My boys make me laugh till I cry. They are silly and smart and dangerously curious. My little girl is just breathtaking. How is it that she can be so sweet. I think she has cast a spell over us all. Even the rowdy ones are thrilled by her every squeak. They have even taught her to growl. Yes, my little lovely will let loose a guttural growl completely at odds with her visage. When ever she smiles (approximately 176 times a day) I am reminded that life is a wonderful thing.