Well, the first day of school went off without a hitch. Jack had a huge smile on his face when I picked him up, and, before I could even ask, he was telling me "I had a great day!" When pressed for details, he said "I learned about Jesus." That's interesting because the lesson plan his teachers sent home said that they're focusing their activities around a beach theme this week. No matter. Glad to hear Jesus gets thrown in with the sand and sea animals:)
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
First Day of School
Well, the first day of school went off without a hitch. Jack had a huge smile on his face when I picked him up, and, before I could even ask, he was telling me "I had a great day!" When pressed for details, he said "I learned about Jesus." That's interesting because the lesson plan his teachers sent home said that they're focusing their activities around a beach theme this week. No matter. Glad to hear Jesus gets thrown in with the sand and sea animals:)
Labor Day Fun at Matthews Alive
Rick was out of town over the weekend, so I worked out a little deal with my neighbors in which they took Sam for the morning in exchange for Noah. Jack and Noah loved the parade with the marching bands, floats, and candy--oh, the candy!
After the parade, we walked downtown past the fire station, where we got the lovely, sun-blocking hats--thank you, Idlewild fire department! We took a quick pit stop (the boys in a bush, I in a port-a-john--ugh!), and then got to put our hands all over the R-E-A-L race car! "Check out the spoiler, Mom!" Uh-huh.
On to the carnival, where the boys rode the swings--and they were fast! The looks on their faces were an equal mixture of fear and utter delight!
After a few more rides, we enjoyed some delightfully cold snow cones and made the trek back to the car. We had some great fun!
Tigers in Training
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Happy Birthday, Uncle Chad!
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Back to School!
Welcome, September!
During our picnic lunch, Jack and I swatted at the flies hovering over our food. Unfortunately, a few bees joined the party, and when Jack went to "shoo" them, one little bee stung him on his fingertip. Fortunately, we had ice packs keeping our lunch cool, so I had him squeeze one tightly until his tears dried. He's showing his bee sting, not waving, that's why he's so serious!
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Grandfather Mountain
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