Time To Pick Up Sisters!

I am so grateful that I have this blog.  It contains many of my favorite memories from when Emma & Macey -- and even a little of Molly -- were little, little.  But, by abandoning this blog for a quicker, easier Facebook, I have really let a lot of Braden's childhood go undocumented.

So I'll try to do better.  Especially for him.  Because he's hilarious.

Braden is 4 now.  He'll turn 5 in just a few days, which he is very excited for.  He asks everyday how many days are left before his birthday, though he does not really understand the answer.

When I pick Braden up from preschool with Miss Sally, he really likes to chill out by watching "a show" as he calls them (Bubble Guppies and Paw Patrol are the current favorite) or playing a game on the Wii.  He HATES picking up the girls from school.  It disrupts his play time.  It's always a few drama-filled minutes before I can get him into the van.

Today I reminded him that we were going to leave soon to pick up "the sisters" when he responded: I thought they were walking home today!

Since the school is over two miles away and you have to go over a highway to get there, chances are really, really low that that would EVER be a possibility.  But hope springs eternal in his mind, I guess.

Meeting With The Roommates

In the Spring and Summer of 1995, I had the best roommates ever.  I loved them.  They were funny and kind.  Even though I was the "new" roommate because they all knew each other from their fall/winter semesters, they accepted me with open arms.  I loved them.  But then Carmelle went off and got married and everyone dispersed to different apartments.

Flash forward nearly 20 years (what?!?!) and we met up at Kneaders.  What a great time!  I loved seeing these amazing women/mothers/friends again.

Last Day of School!

On July 3rd the girls finally had their last day of school!  Hooray for summer break. Even if it is only for three weeks.

The girls had a great year.  The end of the year was a little sad because Mr. Chen announced he was leaving.  I was very sad to lose him.  Macey's second grade Chinese class was. . .difficult.  Lots of kids being silly/bad, depending on how you define it.  And I was really looking forward to Mr. Chen catching Macey's class up.  Perhaps he saw this class coming and knew that it was a good time to move on.

To celebrate the first day of school, I had them wear the same outfits from the first day of school.  Fun day!

Seven Peaks With The Littles

Year round school can be complicated in the summer. The big girls are in school and the little two want to play.  After all, it's summer!

So sometimes we take off to play.  And we have a great time.  And we promise not to tell the big girls because they would be upset if they knew we were off having a fun summer while they were studying math.

We have a great time at Seven Peaks!  But we do miss everyone else.

Kohl's Cup!

I have the best memories of Kohl's Cup!  When Emma competed in Kohl's Cup with her team, they did so well!  It was a fun tournament.

But now that Emma is in competitive soccer, Macey and Molly are left to compete.  Macey's team did really well!  They came in second!

Garry stayed with Macey as her coach & I was able to watch Molly play.  And to monitor her cast.  We wrapped it thoroughly with bubblewrap and it was checked by the refs before each game.  She did great her first two games and then petered out.  Maybe next year!

Dance Show!

The good thing about Molly breaking her arm right before the dance show is the fact that it was put in a position that was perfect for ballet.

Both girls did such a great job dancing in their show.  It was a great night.

The Day Molly Broke Her Arm

In June we were at Lifetime Gym and I saw a woman with my name on a whiteboard.

Ugh, I thought. Braden must have had an accident in his pants.

But actually it was Molly.  She had fallen on the monkey bars and was screaming behind the desk at the Kids Club by the time I arrived.  I took her home, had her lay on the couch, and waited to see what would happen.  Would it swell?  Would the pain go away?

Because we were getting ready for Kohls Cup, I actually took Molly to soccer practice.  She ran carefully, cradling her arm against her side, but she seemed to be better.

Garry took her to the doctor and it was, indeed, broken. Poor thing.  But with Molly and knowing how active she is, it is probably just the first of many broken bones to come!