Tuesday, September 11, 2012

WOOHOO!!!

I can hardly believe that this kid is a Sophomore in High School.  I can so clearly remember being his age, and it doesn't seem like too long ago.  It feels like yesterday that I put him on the kindergarten school bus...so sweet (what happened?) ha ha
Brayden is a good kid.  I do wish he'd smile more at home ;), but I remember being his age - and I don't think smiling at the family was top on my priority list (no comments from my family please!)


And this girl.  What can I say about how much she's grown in the last year.  With Emilie, everything is a whirlwind - but the way she has changed this year is more like a tornado.  She has changed from a little girl to a young lady.  She has matured so much, and is a lot of fun to have around.  Not to mention that she is a HUGE help at home.  She is still the spunky Emilie that keeps us all on our toes, but she is figuring out how to control all the energy just a bit.  She is no longer in Elementary school, but has advanced to the Middle School, complete with 7 classes and a locker.  It was fun watching her go through the anxieties of hoping she would remember how to work her locker and remember where her classes were.  I can so clearly remember being her age and feeling the same things.  I can even remember the dream I had before I went to Middle School - and how scared I was.  She came home from the big day, still loving school.


 Most years I am really sad when school starts.  I really love summer.  I love having the kids home so we can play and not have the stresses of homework and tight schedule.    But this year???  Well, you can call me a bad  mom if you'd like - but I was cheerin' and a-hootin' and a-hollerin'.  It just couldn't come fast enough.  Don't get me wrong - summer was full of adventure and lots of fun.  But it was a bit too much fun.  I am exhausted from all the activities, and from all the arguing that our kids did with a bit too much family time.  
So when Emilie left at 6:50, then Brayden at 7:30, then Jarin got on the bus at 8:30, I felt a sense of freedom (ssshhh...don't tell our kids I just said that :) ).  Then behind me, one of the moms voiced what I was feeling, when she exclaimed "WOOHOOOO!!!" as the bus pulled away full of happy children.  Then a mom next to me burst into tears as her oldest child went to first grade for the first time - which means that they will be gone all day now instead of half a day.  I do remember a few years back, being the mom who walked away in tears.  But three children later.... I walked away all smiles.  First grade...all day school ...Aaaahhhh..... life is good! 



Only problem was... what to do with Kam.  He was missing his brothers and sister terribly.  And his preschool wasn't going to start for another week.  A little bribery and trips to McDonalds and a few phone calls with friends eased his pain for a few hours each day until....
Home at last!  When he saw Emilie walking up the sidewalk on day one, he ran to her with open arms.  Now sweet moments like this wouldn't happen if all the kids were home all day, right?  So it's not all bad that a mom likes her children to leave.  Without them leaving, there wouldn't be sweet reunions! :)



A week later, Kamden finally got his day.  He was so so so so excited for preschool.  I have to admit that I felt a tinge of sadness for a moment when he left - but only for a moment.  Then I came home with "ADHD" and ran around like a crazy woman, cuz I had the whole house to myself to get whatever done that I wanted to for a whole 2 hours and 15 minutes! (3 days a week)

I would really like it tho, if time would freeze right here.  I do enjoy a few moments to myself - but all day alone doesn't sound like too much fun either.  So I will enjoy this year while to it's fullest.

Last laughs on You!

Here is a picture of the cutest 4 year old ever.  Mr. Kam-da-man.  Kam-da-bear.  Kammo.  Kam.  
He's my little one that when he is crying (whether it's from him being hurt or him hurting someone else - he always says, "Sorry Mommy").  As if he's not making a good choice by crying when he's hurt or feels bad????  He usually hides his face when someone talks to him.  He tells me that he's shy.  Although if you could be a fly on the wall at home, you would see another side of him.  Still sweet, but very entertaining to observe, and very outgoing.


So all of this being said, you may be surprised to hear that yesterday we were talking and playing.  He stands up right by me and says, "Mom, I'm gonna fart on your face".  I was still taking in the shock of his comment, when he turns his behind around and sticks it out right at me and lets one rip!    After the shock wore off, I'm thinking to myself, "OH, NO He Di'nnt!" The parent in me had to let him know that wasn't a good choice.  But I have to admit that when I was done with my parenting responsibility on this one, I had to try really hard not to crack up.  Disgusting?... yes.  Funny? ...absolutely YES (in a disgusting sort of way).

So today as he's getting ready to walk out the door to preschool, he says (with a big smile), "Ha Ha...you are going to be all alone. Ha Ha Ha."  
I'm thinking to myself.... Yep, Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha.  
I'm definently getting the last laugh on this one.  He's been gone for 45 minutes now, and I'm still laughin'!  Teeee Heeee Heee.... ha ha ha ha ha.................

I just love that baby boy of mine!