Friday, June 20, 2014

Another One Bites The Dust

The J-bird doesn't like to wiggle his loose teeth. In fact, he'd prefer to skip the subject of losing teeth altogether. It creeps him out. He lost two quite a while ago, and we've gone a long stretch now with no lost chompers. I noticed a couple of wiggly guys in his mouth when I was helping with tooth brushing the other night though, so we sat down and wiggled one until it came out (it was pretty loose). He's working on the other one himself (supposedly), but he felt pretty triumphant when this sucker popped free.



Here's the note he wrote to the Tooth Fairy:
"Dear Tooth Fairy,
  I lost another tooth! It's been a long time since I have. Just to remind you, my name is Jimmy.
                                                                                                                     From, Jimmy"


He came running into my room with the quarter he found in his special Tooth Fairy pillow the next morning, and he's pretty happy with his gappy grin.

Topsy Turvy Flower

 Last night was Miss V's first big dance recital, and whoo, buddy, was it ever exciting! Miss V was over the moon about everything - the costume! the friends! Miss Patty (her teacher)! dancing at Bailey's school (it was in the high school auditorium)! and most especially...THE MAKEUP!!




 The show was just wonderful. Kids from age 3-18, dancing in all styles and at all levels. Our girl had a blast. Her class danced a routine called "Topsy Turvy Flowers" that involved big flowerpots and lots of skipping - something she can't quite do yet. She managed though, and she was SO cute. I was giggling at how darling the whole thing was, and then I realized I had giant, silly mommy tears running down my face. I'm sure that's not the last time that will happen.

When the show was over, I went to collect Miss V backstage. I gave her a bouquet of flowers and marveled at the medal her teacher had given her. It was sweet to see her with all her friends, so happy and proud of themselves.

And then, it was time to greet her public!






Congratulations, little darlin'. We love ya so!

Friday, June 13, 2014

Summer Babe

 The J-bird had his last day of school a couple of weeks ago, so now it is SUMMER TIME, baby, and he is enjoying himself as much as possible.


He had a fantastic first year of school - absolutely loved it, but being in school makes vacation time all the sweeter. As he lounged on his bed, reading a book to today, he called down to me to say, "This is like HEAVEN, Mom!". I think he's having a nice time, so far.

Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Dance, Magic Dance

 Miss V has been taking a dance class since last Fall, and the big recital is coming up. She's very excited about wearing the costume, dancing with her friends (assuming she actually dances, rather than just cha-cha-ing around the stage, like a loon), and - perhaps most exciting of all - getting to wear a little makeup. The girls had their PRE-dress rehearsal in class today, and it was preeeetty adorable.

















Monday, June 2, 2014

36

 My birthday was very sweet this year. It was the same weekend as Mother's Day (I know I've fallen behind on my blogging again), and James and the kids went WAY overboard to make it amazing. There were wonderful, thoughtful gifts, my ninth annual birthday zoo trip, a trip to Whiskey Fest NW in Portland, and a precious, precious song that my children had written for me for Mother's Day. All in all, it goes on my list of best birthdays, for sure.




So...36. The downhill side of my 30s. I can't say I mind, really, but I do occasionally marvel a little to myself about how quickly the time is going. 16 doesn't seem that long ago, but it's been 20 years. I've been out of high school for as long as it took me to graduate. College ended 13 years ago. I've been dating James for more than a third of my life.

And my life is full, which is why I don't mind the time passing. I have a husband who challenges and loves me, and who I love so much in return, children I adore, friends who make me laugh and lift me up, work that I find deep and sustaining happiness in, hobbies that fulfill me. I don't find time for everything. The laundry never seems to be done. There's always some corner of the house that remains unfinished, disorganized, and imperfect - kind of like me, I suppose. But my life is a work in progress, and I'm...well, I'm progressing.