Well, sort of, since he is going back to preschool next year, just a different one. But his school called it Appreciation Day. I had some flash forward moments though, sitting in the gym at the community center, seeing all the "congrats grad" signs up, waiting for the kids to march in. I almost expected to see an 18 year old Alex walking in in a cap and gown, LOL. But, thank goodness I have many more years before that happens. And considering how choked up I got at this little ceremony, I am going to need 14 years to learn how to hold myself together for his high school graduation. :-) But anyway, it was all very cute. The kids marched in, sang a few songs (one about frogs, another about planting flowers, and a few others) and then their names were called and they got a little certificate and a goody bag with some little toys. Afterwards there was a whole spread of food and the kids got to runa round and play. Overall it was very sweet, and a good time was had by all.
Now, over the summer Alex is taking a swimming class and a week long, half day karate camp.
Oh, and the pics here are in backwards order, the bottom ones are actually the first chronologically. :-)
Three happy kids eating cupcakes!
Alex getting his certificate from his teacher
The whole class lined up before they sang their songs
Alex walking into the gym, don't ya love the hands in the pockets. :-P
Now that Mackenzie is sleeping in a toddler bed she has the ability to get up and wander her room during nap/bed time. Well, this results in her destroying her room everytime I put her down to sleep. The really cute thing is that she also will pull her blanket off the bed and curl up on it on the floor to sleep, versus climbing back into her bed. On monday I went into her room and found her still asleep, in the middle of her mess.
Ok, so finally I managed to get a new camera, a Sony Powershot. So, I had to try it out today. It has been ridiculously hot this weekend, so we have tried to spend short bursts of time outside. But, Timm did managed to get the pool taken down (we are just tired of the upkeep, so away it goes, making room for a new deck. :-) ) and underneath was a big sand pit that the boys immedietly dove into with shovels and dump trucks. Between that and Alex's new little fishing pole the boys have had a great weekend. Also, my mom came up for a few days, which has been wonderful, and the kids are always thrilled to have Gaga around. :-)
So, here I sit, at about 4:30am. My wonderful husband is in the shower, I just finished packing his lunch and making his coffee and I sit down and take a look at my Women's Health magazine for a few moments when I read an article about a woman who chose to have a baby on her own, she was in her late 30s and had no serious relationship going and decided she wanted to be a mom. And I must say it really made me think. I am so amazingly blessed. Over the last week the boys have been crazy, the words "no" "I don't want to" and "mine" have all been shouted across the house at least hundreds of times, fighting has been the course of the day. Needless to say by bedtime all my fight is worn out just in time for the bedtime battle of "I wanna sleep in your bed!" More than once I have thought about the going price of children on the gypsy market (LOL). But, then I read this article and the first emotion that went through me was pitty. I know the woman in the article was not looking for pitty, she was a happy single mom of a 3 year old. But how sad would it be to have to make the decision on whether or not to have children completely on your own, so have to do it in a sterile doctors office with people you barely know. I am blessed that I met the love of my life, my true soulmate at 19 years old! I wasn't looking for him, my life was going somewheres else entirely. My days were filled with college, friends, and family. But looked for or not, there he came and ever since that first e-mail 6 years ago my life has never been the same. My heart was transformed. And out of that amazing love story 3 children came, all beautiful gifts in their own ways to mold me into "mommy". And everyday I have with them is a blessing of the highest order. To be entrusted with their care by the Divine, to see them grow and learn everyday, and to be able to share them with an amazing man who has proved to be an excellent father and devoted husband creates feelings in me that can not be described by words.
In the end though you know what, the greatest lesson of all is that though they will test every limit you have and then find new ones to test. Though you will have your good days, and your bad days, and your "oh God can I start this day over!" days. Though the times will come when that appreciation turns to frustration. In the end I still have 3 amazing children, a loving husband, and a small family who I love more than life itself, who I would gladly lay my life on the line for. And it is that powerful love that is greatest gift that could ever be recieved or given.