First and Last Day of Preschool

Amelia was pretty excited about starting preschool. I was not really hesitant because I know she does pretty well in social situations and I felt like she needed to get used to a little {away from mom} time before we launch her into all day kindergarten. (let's not go there yet) So, we register in the preschool next to Nate's office. First day of preschool and 12:30 would not come soon enough for her. She was ready to eat lunch at 10:00 when I told her we had to wait until after lunch. She picked out one of her new outfits (tea:) and insisted on curls in her hair. She walked right in and didn't even turn around to say good-bye. She was ready to play. Emma and I enjoyed a lunch in the park with dad, then kind of wondered what to do without our Mia. Finally, the 2 1/2 hour wait was over and I went to pick her up. When I went into the building, I just had a very uncomfortable feeling. I asked Amelia all about her day, and she had a wonderful lion that she made, and was thrilled to have been able to do puzzles. But I couldn't get over that feeling I had, and when I really thought about it, I had felt the same when we registered and I shrugged it off as nerves, etc. So, I took this one to my knees, and decided that I would find out more about the new teachers there this year, and then sit in on the class for a day or two. Amelia could finish up the month that I had paid for, and maybe I would feel more comfortable. That was when the impression came to me that it wasn't important to know {why} I felt so uncomfortable. What was important was to act on that feeling: no preschool there for Amelia. That was tough, and I really didn't want to disappoint her because she had had such a good time and there had been so much anticipation for preschool. The next morning I sat her down and explained that I felt like she shouldn't go to preschool there anymore and I asked her how she felt about that. She paused for a moment {thinking} and then a huge smile spread across her face and she said "GOOD." Enough said. No more preschool.

First Day of School

So, here's to the first day of school (2 weeks ago). Always such a bittersweet day. I love to have my kids home with me, but Sam and Clay really enjoy school and the structure it provides. They like to learn, have recess, and play with friends. So, because they like it, I reluctantly like them to go. I had a picture of the shirt Clay wore his very first day. It says in Japanese, and then in English, "Strength through Virtue." I love that saying, and Clay and I discussed what it meant. He thought it was great, and wanted to wear that shirt on his first day to remind him that strength, power, and confidence come from being kind and clean. It's from a company I just recently discovered and fell in love with their clothes. You can find them at http://www.teacollection.com/. I had received the catalogue, but I don't like to order unless I can really see how something is constructed, how the knit feels, etc. When I was in Jackson, there was a store there with this line of clothing, and I was very impressed. I did my "school" shopping for the girls at their website, and was so happy with the things I received for them that I ordered for Clay too. (too bad they only go to size 8)

Day At Lagoon

What's better than a send-off to summer than a day at an Amusement Park, right?

Holy Cow.

A million other people must have thought that same thing

Let me tell you a few other reasons it wasn't the best way to spend our time and money today.

HOT HOT HOT day

Lines Lines Lines

Thirsty Tired and Grumpy Kids

People who wear next to no clothes

Man who walks off with the tube we just paid $5.oo to rent (honestly)

So, here's the classic group shot that shows what a great time we are having at the park.Here's the classic shot that shows Emma not having a good time at the park. And of course this moment caused me a great deal of mom-guilt. She wants to ride the airplane. This is a kids only ride, so mom sets her down with a little complaint and buckles her in. She starts screaming. Mom thinks, she'll be fine in a minute when the ride starts, besides, I can't get the buckle undone. Dad laughs. Mom takes pictures. Emma is still crying and ride still is not going. Mom says, will you please let me get her out and feels like an idiot for trying to subject her child to such torture.

When we were having fun for the first couple hours in the water park. When I went back for the locker later there was a line of people waiting to get in because the water park had reached its capacity.

Cute boys who like waterslides.

Long lines. Waiting in line.

Now, the really very best part of the day. {besides the roller coasters that I did ride with the boys because I really do love roller coasters}

LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE this picture and Nate and I had a good laugh watching them take it!!!!

Strike A Pose

Emma likes the camera. If even from a distance, she strikes a pose the minute she sees the lens on her.

I Love To See The Temple

On the way home from Pocatello. {WAIT: Is that really ON THE WAY?} OK, so we took the long way around from Pocatello to home. We drove through Rexburg and were amazed at the growth and the temple that stands like a beacon on the hill. It really was an awesome sight to drive into town. The children were all captivated and Amelia announced that she would sing "I Love To See The Temple" as soon as she saw the temple. And she did. Soon, all the children were gracing us with their sweet voices. There is such a reverent and beautiful atmosphere there, and I know that the children could feel it. As we drove into the parking lot Amelia asked, "Is Jesus here?" Emma immediately repeated the question and they were determined that this was the place that Jesus visited. We posed for pictures and as we walked back to the car, Emma begged to go inside. She asked and asked and asked. Then she cried. I am so greatful that my children recognize the reverence and the presence of the Spirit at the temple. What a tender moment I hope they will remember. {I know I will}

Idaho: Wyatt's Baptism

We just returned from a fun weekend in Idaho. The kids loved playing with cousins! We are happy that Wyatt was baptized. {Good choice Wyatt!} As you can see, he was pretty happy about it too.

The most difficult part of any family gathering is the insistence of all the female adults present that we corral all the children present for a picture. This is as good as it got. And we're missing Kael.

Sam's Cherry Pie

It started with a visit to dad's office. The cherry trees were in full ripeness, and the birds had not attacked them yet {as they had done in previous years}.

"Mom, can we pick some cherries?"

"Yeah, if you pick enough, I'll make you a pie." {thinking, this will keep them busy while I do what I need to get done here}

Sam picked cherries
Clay noticed tree #2 at the back of the office with even more cherries than tree #1

We went home with a garabage bag full of cherries.

I washed cherries then announced that we needed to pit them. Sam asked if we had a button hook. I knew where he was going with that because I have a mother that loves cherries and baking. But most of you right now are saying, {why would he want a button hook?} Which is the same question I asked him. And he said that they are good for pitting cherries. And the next question that naturally come to mind is, {where in the world would a 9 year old boy get the idea that a button hook would be good to use for pitting cherries?} Which is the same question I asked him. And he said that he read it somewhere.

!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

And he remembered it!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

What a child. I am utterly amazed at his mental skills. The child can remember ANYTHING! No joke.

He pitted 8 cups of cherries {without a button hook}

AND THEN! he made the crust, rolled it out, and voila-check out that cherry pie! {uncooked here} But it was a beauty and delicious too. Way to go Sam!!!!!!

How many 9 year old boys do you know who have made a cherry pie from scratch like that?

I'm a proud mama!