Too Tan?

As you all know, I love the pool.

The weather has finally straightened up and we've had a few nice days in a row.

The problem?

I think I may be too tan.

You know when you see people and they have that ugly, too tan look?

I'm almost there. Last night, I was really too dark and thinking that a few days off from the sun would probably be good for me.

Today, it has faded some and the sun is shining again...

Hmm...maybe it's a pool day after all?

End of an Era

Since 1998, I have had a child attend the local Elementary School.

B and C1 have since moved on to higher grades and this year was C2's last year there.

On the last day, the Fourth Graders walk the halls for the last time.

It's was an emotional time for me with the other two, but this one was even more so.

I have worked at the school during C2's whole Elementary School years. We went to school every day together, and came home together. It was a good feeling to know that I was in the building with him, and I think he kind of felt the same.

I told myself that I would not cry, but in truth, I did tear up...

It was sad to see them come down the hall as Fourth Graders for the last time.

C2 and his friend L have been together since First Grade. They have become pretty good friends and I hope it continues into Middle School.

Here we are!

The last time I will be at school with one of my kids...

As you can tell, C2 felt as bad as I did.

Not really.

How embarrassing to get your picture taken with your mom!!!

Cast On, Cast Off

One night last month, I was on my way to get a haircut and C1 calls me.

"I fell in Gym class" she said. "I hurt my hand. The nurse thinks I need to get it checked out."

I tell her I'll look at it when I get home...

It was swollen and her palm was bruised. She said it hurt, but wouldn't say how bad. She had full function of it. I told her we would see how it was the next day and that satisfied her. She even went to dance class that night.

The next day, after school it was still swollen and a little more bruised.

Time to get it checked out.

At the hospital, the nurse asked her what her pain level was.

She said a seven.

I knew right then that she had my pain tolerance. A seven!?! And she had not complained once!

After the x-rays, they knew it was broke. She had broke the fifth meta-carpal.

Perfect timing for this to happen...the next couple weeks were full of activities for her!

The day after receiving her cast, she marched at Cedar Point. Not playing her flute obviously, but carrying the banner.

That Sunday, she was confirmed at church.

And of course, she had her Dance Recital...


After dancing Friday night and one dance on Saturday, they caught her with her cast uncovered and covered it for her. She was NOT happy!

After four weeks, the cast could come off!

She now had a funny tan line!

How did she do this?

As you may know, C1 is a runner. She runs distance in Track and Cross Country.

They were running laps in Phys. Ed. and she tripped over a safety cone!

I guess that's why they don't put cones on the track, fields and woods where she usually runs.

Too many things can happen...

Empty Nest

Early in the spring we were excited to watch a robin build a nest in the window sill of our utility room. She built her nest and within a day, she had laid three eggs. We Googled how long they had to incubate and found out it takes two weeks.

Almost to the day, we had this:

Immediately, they wanted to eat...

Within two days, we had three new additions to our family.

I kept the camera right there by the window, and mama was not too thrilled with me at times.

Within five days, they really started to change and began to look like pre-historic creatures as their feathers started to come in.

At eight days they were pretty well covered with feathers and wanted to eat all.the.time. At this point, that is all the mama did; she searched for food and fed her babies.

There really wasn't room for her in the nest anymore.

On day fourteen, I looked out and saw this...

One baby sitting on the edge.

The others were gone.

I went out to take pictures and he jumped to the ground.

Mama was in the tree "yelling" at me, so I went back inside and let him hop around the yard.

I hope they all survived...

We will leave the nest in the window sill to see if she returns next year.

I hope...

Happy Mother's Day!

I happened to remember this picture today...


It's always been one of my favorites.

B was just 2 years old and had fallen asleep holding this balloon.

What a gift!

Cocoa Beach

For this year's Girls Trip, we headed to Cocoa Beach, Fl.

We all agreed that we needed to go farther south and enjoy some time in the sand and sun.

And enjoy it, we did!

After we all landed in Orlando (with a few surprises for each other) we drove the short distance to Cocoa Beach. We were a couple of hours early of our check in time, so we parked and went to the beach to sit. After the seemingly never ending winter we have had, to sit in the hot sand, was like heaven! We chatted and let the sun warm us. Just to have my feet in the sand...indescribable.

We finally checked in, unloaded, and went to the beach again. This time, properly dressed to enjoy the water too.

Our condo was right on the beach, so every morning we got up early to enjoy the sunrise and coffee on the balcony...



Friday was spent at the beach.

We rented chairs and an umbrella, packed a cooler and spent the most part of the day there.

After being there half an hour, I was asleep. I'm sorry girls, but that's what I do. Let the sun warm my skin (which is the.best.feeling) with the sound of the ocean, and I'm OUT! I didn't sleep long, but did wake up to being alone. They had all gone in the water and left me there drooling!

Saturday was marked as shopping/sight seeing day.

We found a "Hidden Treasure". It was a manatee park, and we quickly found out why it was hidden...

We did manage to see one manatee, so we all left somewhat satisfied.

While driving, we passed several cruise ships.

I've always dreamed of taking the kids on a Disney Cruise...

This is the closest I'll probably get...

Saturday night being our last night together, we took the annual "dinner shots".

Once again this trip was filled with laughs, talking and memories. New memories made and old memories revisited.

These girls are truly my "Friends for Life"!

Ready To Go!

In two days, I will be heading south. I'm so ready for it. Spring has been slow in showing her lovely face this year. Some time in the sun will do me good.

Not to mention, these girls are good therapy too!

You've Been Punked!

Today at lunch, I look across the cafeteria and a third grader is talking to the principal, Mr T. They then walk together over to the garbage cans that the kids dump their food trays into when they are done eating.

"This one?" Mr. T asks.

"Yes" says the student.

Mr. T then starts to poke around in the garbage.

He lifts a few things to get deeper and then says, "I don't see them. If they show up, I'll let you know."

The student gets a sad look on his face and says, "That's ok..."

Then, as he starts to walk away, he puts his hands in his pockets.

He then turns around with a huge grin and says, "Nevermind! They were in my pocket!"

Mr. T gives me a look and then heads to the restroom.

When he comes back in the cafeteria, he says "I think I was set up."

"Oh yeah," I said. "You've been punked by a third grader!"

What were they looking for?

Bakugan.

What a guy!

That's My Girl!

Last night at the supper table, we were discussing what classes C1 is going to take next year.

I asked if she was going to take French as her foreign language, hoping she would follow in my footsteps.

But, she has decided to take American Sign Language, which I think is a great idea.

So, we sit there for a while and she says, "How do you write in Sign Language?"

Needless to say, we all got a good laugh...

That's my girl!

But, Mom...

As you all know, C1 is a runner.

Sometime during the season for Cross Country last fall, she started to have some pain in her knee.

After practice, she would ice it and the pain would get better.

When the season ended, the pain pretty much went away. But, she still has Dance, so every now and again, it does reappear.

"Mom, I need to go the doctor before Track starts." she has been saying.

So, this morning, we went. The doctor twisted her legs, bent her legs, and pushed on her knees. The whole time asking if it hurt. At one point, she did say it hurt, but then changed her mind and told him it wasn't that bad.

He makes his diagnosis and recommends Physical Therapy. We ask if she should wear a brace while running, but he feels that it's not necessary.

We get out to the car and she says, "It really did hurt when he pressed on my kneecap but he acted surprised when I said that so I told him it wasn't that bad."

Are.you.kidding.me!?!

Three months of practicly begging to go to the doctor, and you tell him it's not bad because he acted surprised??

Next time, I'll just schedule an amputation.

"Stand Back!" Said the Elephant...

When C1 says, "I feel like I'm going to sneeze", I always reply with...

"'Stand back!' said the elephant. 'I'm going to sneeze!'"

She asked me once why I said that.

I asked her if she had ever read that book.

She thought I was crazy. I thought that it was crazy that one of my favorite stories to read and to have read to me in grade school, was not being read anymore.

I continued to say it everytime she sneezed or thought she was going to.

"You are so weird!" she would say!

Well, earlier this week while working in the KG classroom, the teacher calls the kids to the carpet to read a book.

You guessed it!

"Stand Back," Said the Elephant, "I'm Going to Sneeze!"


I borrowed that book and brought it home to share with my kids.

I only wish they were as excited about it as I was...

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