Waterguns, basketball camp and swimming.. OH MY!

We are into a first full week of summer break and we have been keeping busy.  Jon Kent has been doing a basketball camp in the mornings and then in the afternoons we have been swimming.

My daddy has been here with us this week and he has helped us a few projects.  First and most importantly being putting up our pool.  It's just like the one we had last year.  We had to put a fence around it though to keep Nova out while we were out there.  It looks really good.  HUGE thanks to my daddy for the help and the purchasing of the pool.

We  have also invested in a set of waterguns.  We have already had a family fight in which the kids, hands down, won.  I hate being shot in the face with cold water.  So I give up fairly easily.  Nova has had her fair share of water squirted in the face.  But she on the other hand..err paw??.. doesn't seem to care.  She likes chasing it.

Summer is off to a great start!

Busy and fun summer ahead!

It's finally summertime.  I have been waiting all year for this.  I love summer!  I love having my kids with me and us finding fun things to get into or finding new things to learn about.

I had decided well before school let out that we were going to keep busy this summer.  I wanted my kids to enjoy their time away from school and to make memories in the process.  So far we have a lot of things planned.  Jon Kent has basketball camp next week, my daddy is coming for a visit, we have VBS the last full week in June, we have two trips planned to two different water parks, a weekend beach getaway, possibly dance classes for Zoey and a trip to Six Flags.  Also, somewhere in there, the kids are going for a few days to Alabama without me.  All that added with just regular days of going to parks, having plans with friends and such and it makes for a busy summer.  And I honestly wouldn't have it any other way.

I hope to fill this blog in the coming weeks with pictures from our adventures and trips.  So stay tuned!

School makes 'em grow!

Something about going to school makes my babies grow.  And I DON'T LIKE IT!

On to 1st grade!

Jon Kent is now a graduate of kindergarten.  My first baby is moving on to 1st grade.  How it is even possible that this child is old enough for this?  Isn't he supposed to still be that 5lbs, 8oz little baby I brought home from the hospital.. like.. YESTERDAY?  How did this happen so quickly?  Wow.  Just wow.

Last night Jon Kent and his class of about 100 got their certificates of completion.  Jon Kent also got an owl award for knowing all his lightening words and a music award.  I was especially proud of the music award because, as my husband likes me to put it, I am a true band nerd.

The whole night Jon Kent was beaming from ear to ear.  I was able to hold back my tears, which surprised me.  I was just so happy for him.  He was happy and that is all I could ask for.

Still though, I can't believe he is through with kindergarten.  Next he'll be going to middle school and then high school and before I know it I'll be sending him off to college.  Now.. on THAT day there WILL BE TEARS!

I love you bubba!  I am a proud momma because of you!!!

My baby girl is WHAT?

She is off to kindergarten.  Huh?  Did I just really write that?  Really?  Kindergarten... hmmm... not preschool.  But kindergarten.  Yes, Emily.. it's happening.. your babies are growing up.. and quickly!

How I just want to hit the pause button.  Freeze Zoey in time, just as she is now.  Freeze her right now while she still thinks I hung the moon.  Freeze time while she still wants to give me hugs and kisses and still doesn't pronounce a lot of words the way they were intended.

Today Zoey and her preschool class did their end of the year program and "graduated" from preschool.  She was all smiles.  I was too.. for the most part.  A few tears were shed but only because I was just bursting with pride at how well my little girl has done during her first year of school.  And just a little, tiny bit of sad that she is quickly growing up.

Happy Graduating Preschool Day my baby girl!  I am so very proud of you and all you are doing!  You are off to a great start!

They are "too cool for preschool"!

"H is for happy hearts- filled with love and cheer."

"Z is for zest- Let's give ourselves a great big cheer!"

Telling everyone what she learned to do in preschool.

Getting an award.

Zoey and Miss Eskierka

Zoey and Mrs. Pitts

Just in case...

Tomorrow, the world will end.  Or at the very least the rapture will take place. So they say.  I am a Christian.  I do believe in the rapture.  But the way my Bible reads (and when I say my Bible I mean all Bibles that were God breathed) "no one knows the day or the time... Only God the Father knows.  Not even the Son of God knows when the rapture will take place."(Matt. 24-36 & 37; 42-44)  So in my common sense of thinking, if God doesn't tell His own Son.. what in the world makes me think He would tell an earthly man??  What really concerns me in all this is the fact that those who already so strongly disagree with the Bible and say that it's inaccurate are going to feel they now get to say, "I told you so".  And sadly many will be lead astray because of this. But I know that nothing happens without God already knowing it.  He knew before time began that this day would come.  This didn't take Him by surprise.  I am praying that because of this, people are at least curious at to what the Bible does say and will read it.  Because God's Word never returns void.

If Jesus doesn't return tomorrow, then praise God.  This world has a little longer to come to a personal relationship with Him.  If He does come tomorrow, praise God.. I'm going home!  I get to start my eternity with my Lord and Savior and I get to see my momma and two babies!!  Amen and Amen!

Happy 28 to me-self!

 Friday, May 13, 1983, this world was graced with a beautiful 8lb, 10oz little girl.. who would remain nameless for the next 24 hours.  Not by choice.. had to be rushed to another hospital because I was producing too much insulin.  What can I say, I was born an over achiever (ha, not really).

Now, 28 years later.. it's Friday, May 13.. and this time I am not 8lbs, 10z and I do have a name.  Although it has changed slightly.  And by choice, I was where I wanted to be.  With my family.  Eating out, laughing, spending time together and getting a new bike. It was a wonderful way to spend my 28th birthday.

Oh, by the end of the night there was some cleaning up of poop.. which ironically was happening 28 years ago as well, but I am fairly sure I was on the receiving end of that smelly birthday experience.