Oh My Rie Rie,
You have been counting down to this day for the last three weeks. I'm so sorry you have to celebrate in quarantine (thanks, Coronavirus!) but that hasn't seemed to damper your spirit.
What a year five was for you! You finished up your first season of baseball, had your first session of swim lessons, started kindergarten, started your second season of baseball (Fall ball), learned how to ride a bike, made lots of friends, barely started your third season of baseball (Farm! And...Coronavirus), and lost your first tooth. You amazed me in all of these endeavors and more!
You were so blessed to be on the T-ball team you were on! Mrs. Smith, Carson's mom, was one of your Team Moms. We knew her from school because she was Ryan's teacher. It's not uncommon for younger siblings to get the same teacher their older sibling had. But after getting to know Mrs. Smith, we knew she'd be a much better fit for you than The Lime's kindergarten teacher. Daddy and I wanted to tell the school we wanted you to be in Mrs. Smith's class but she beat us to it. She came up to me one day and said, "I hope you don't mind but I requested [Doodlebug] be in my class next year." And, sure enough, you got her! You have loved her and she's loved you! You were recognized as Star Student more times than I can count, and you earned a special recognition your first semester. It's been tough not seeing her everyday since the middle of March but you love being able to see her on your Zoom meetings every week. This is her last year teaching kindergarten and we're hoping you'll get her again in second grade!
Speaking of school, we weren't surprised when Mrs. Smith suggested you meet with the Speech Therapist. Since you started out grunting rather than talking, and it was still hard to understand some words you said, we knew it was coming. You first worked with Sister Turnbull from church and then Mrs. McMorris when she came back from maternity leave. We're not the best at remembering to do your homework but you always try your best and never give up!
I reached out to Silas and Tyler's moms a few weeks ago and asked them to do a "drive by" birthday celebration since we still can't have parties. You originally wanted to go to Chuck E. Cheese, then Rockin' Jump, but neither of those can happen this year. Not being able to see your best buds has been the hardest part of staying at home. You've told me numerous times, "I just want to see Silas and Tyler!" so I'm hoping their brief visit today will make you extra happy!
We've spent the last year and a half trying to figure out what's going on with your tummy. The last year has included lots of doctor visits, lab visits, and even a colonoscopy/endoscopy. It's traumatizing for adults, let alone a five year old. But even with your tears and fears, you've pushed through and showed me how brave and amazing you are! When you went in for your procedure, I knew you were scared, and we both almost started crying when they wheeled you away, but you were so strong! It hasn't been fun for you not being able to eat cheese, milk, ice cream, etc. Thank you for having a positive attitude and getting excited about the "special" things we get for you. We're still trying to find a cheese that isn't gross. One day!
You love riding your bike, watching way too many videos on YouTube (specifically FGTeev), and being read to. Every night before bed you ask me, "Read book?" You're usually asleep within minutes of me starting. You can't go to sleep without your giraffe, panda bear, and blanket you've loved since you were born (the one Sister Tanner gave you). You don't like it when I tell you I love you but I do it anyway. You are an early riser, no matter what time you go to bed. You love Mouse Trap and usually win. You hate turkeys but love babies. Seeing you with babies makes my heart melt. You're going to be such a good dad one day! You loved getting hot lunch at school before we found out we needed to go dairy free. You used to alternate doing rock 'n roll hair and "the wave" for school. Then you got a bike for Christmas and had to wear a helmet everyday so it was whatever would stay after we took your helmet off. You still get hiccups when you laugh too much. You have a tendency of having bad dreams and screaming in your sleep for The Lime to stop. You can never remember what they're about.
Daddy wishes you would stay little forever and I'd have to agree with him. But we know that won't happen so we'll stand by and enjoy each year that we get to watch you grow.
Guess what, Rie Rie?
I love you!
Mama
Monday, May 18, 2020
Saturday, January 18, 2020
The Lime - Tally Mark 120
Dear Freddy,
10 years ago at this time, I was getting a wee bit nervous, realizing that you were going to make your appearance very soon. And I was nervous until the second the doctor delivered you. And then I was in love! You were the cutest baby, for having just been born, and you're the cutest 10 year old! Every time Grammy sees you, she comments on how handsome you are. I would have to agree.
Grammy and Papa were just here for Christmas and you had so much fun with them! You and Grammy played football outside, she recorded you on your bike while you tried (and succeeded!) making trick shots into the basketball hoop, you played lots of games and read lots of books. You begged them to stay, hoping their flight would be delayed longer than it already was. You have such a great time with them and I know you're anxious for our next visit.
You've been anxious this year to try other sports; basketball and football. While we didn't sign you up for them, you've been playing plenty of both at school and with friends after school. In fact, I think all of your white shirts are grayish brown from all the mud you roll around in. Last year was your first year not playing baseball in the fall, in hopes of being able to play basketball. We weren't able to make it happen but we'll see if we can work something out this year.
After four years of having girl teachers, you were initially excited to be put in the class of the only male teacher in the whole school. It's been a different dynamic, and it's taken you a while to get used to it, but it's been nice for you to have something that's out of your comfort zone. You did, though, tell me Thursday night (as we were studying for your DLI test) that Ms. Swithenbank and Mrs. Lee are still your favorite teachers so far. And I'd have to agree! Especially Ms. Swithenbank. She still says hi to you every time we see her at school. She was so good for you!
This year at church, you're not participating in scouts. They've implemented a new program for the youth where you work on goals in four areas; physical, spiritual, intellectual, and social. You'd like to read the Book of Mormon, include people at school who don't have someone to play with, get better at division, and get better at baseball/football/basketball. You told me last night that you think you aced your multiplication/division test this week. I know when you put your mind to something, and really try, you're able to knock it out of the park!
A couple of months ago, you were struggling with that; not really believing in yourself. It stemmed from us receiving an email from your teacher, letting us know that you were extremely disruptive in class one day. I came across a book from Cost Plus where you write, each day, why you're amazing. I got a Five Minute Journal for Christmas and we've set aside time each night to both write in our books. We then share with each other what we wrote. I love that you're able to find even the smallest reason as to why you're amazing (you bought pizza for the family one night). It was super cool when, after you initially weren't feeling so hot about yourself, you were able to write about being the only one to clip up in your entire class (that's a good thing!). Or how you got a perfect score on your math test. Always look for the positive!
You started riding your bike/walking home from school this year. Daddy has been encouraging it for years but neither you, nor I, felt comfortable with it. Something changed this year and you were eager to start. The only thing, when you see the unruly neighbors down the street outside, you choose to go the long way just to avoid them. You are so my child and I love that you're aware of your surroundings! You're willing to go the extra mile (literally) to ensure you're safe. You got walkie talkies for Christmas and you've been bringing one to school with you while I keep the other. While I know you wish it was a cell phone, I can tell you think it's pretty cool to be able to chat while you're riding home. With all of this said, though, there are some days where you do opt for me to pick you up. And I am more than happy to!
You have also started staying home by yourself (or with Doodlebug) for short periods of time. I know it makes you feel old and responsible. When Daddy and I left you two home alone one Saturday while we went Christmas shopping, you called Daddy's phone about 6 times in almost two hours, wondering when we'd be home. So while I know you love feeling like a super big kid, you have moments like that where you're still young. I'll take it because I know those times are winding down.
Keep up the good work, my love! I love seeing you progress, learn, grow, and I can't wait to see where you end up.
I love you so much!
Mommy
10 years ago at this time, I was getting a wee bit nervous, realizing that you were going to make your appearance very soon. And I was nervous until the second the doctor delivered you. And then I was in love! You were the cutest baby, for having just been born, and you're the cutest 10 year old! Every time Grammy sees you, she comments on how handsome you are. I would have to agree.
Grammy and Papa were just here for Christmas and you had so much fun with them! You and Grammy played football outside, she recorded you on your bike while you tried (and succeeded!) making trick shots into the basketball hoop, you played lots of games and read lots of books. You begged them to stay, hoping their flight would be delayed longer than it already was. You have such a great time with them and I know you're anxious for our next visit.
You've been anxious this year to try other sports; basketball and football. While we didn't sign you up for them, you've been playing plenty of both at school and with friends after school. In fact, I think all of your white shirts are grayish brown from all the mud you roll around in. Last year was your first year not playing baseball in the fall, in hopes of being able to play basketball. We weren't able to make it happen but we'll see if we can work something out this year.
After four years of having girl teachers, you were initially excited to be put in the class of the only male teacher in the whole school. It's been a different dynamic, and it's taken you a while to get used to it, but it's been nice for you to have something that's out of your comfort zone. You did, though, tell me Thursday night (as we were studying for your DLI test) that Ms. Swithenbank and Mrs. Lee are still your favorite teachers so far. And I'd have to agree! Especially Ms. Swithenbank. She still says hi to you every time we see her at school. She was so good for you!
This year at church, you're not participating in scouts. They've implemented a new program for the youth where you work on goals in four areas; physical, spiritual, intellectual, and social. You'd like to read the Book of Mormon, include people at school who don't have someone to play with, get better at division, and get better at baseball/football/basketball. You told me last night that you think you aced your multiplication/division test this week. I know when you put your mind to something, and really try, you're able to knock it out of the park!
A couple of months ago, you were struggling with that; not really believing in yourself. It stemmed from us receiving an email from your teacher, letting us know that you were extremely disruptive in class one day. I came across a book from Cost Plus where you write, each day, why you're amazing. I got a Five Minute Journal for Christmas and we've set aside time each night to both write in our books. We then share with each other what we wrote. I love that you're able to find even the smallest reason as to why you're amazing (you bought pizza for the family one night). It was super cool when, after you initially weren't feeling so hot about yourself, you were able to write about being the only one to clip up in your entire class (that's a good thing!). Or how you got a perfect score on your math test. Always look for the positive!
You started riding your bike/walking home from school this year. Daddy has been encouraging it for years but neither you, nor I, felt comfortable with it. Something changed this year and you were eager to start. The only thing, when you see the unruly neighbors down the street outside, you choose to go the long way just to avoid them. You are so my child and I love that you're aware of your surroundings! You're willing to go the extra mile (literally) to ensure you're safe. You got walkie talkies for Christmas and you've been bringing one to school with you while I keep the other. While I know you wish it was a cell phone, I can tell you think it's pretty cool to be able to chat while you're riding home. With all of this said, though, there are some days where you do opt for me to pick you up. And I am more than happy to!
You have also started staying home by yourself (or with Doodlebug) for short periods of time. I know it makes you feel old and responsible. When Daddy and I left you two home alone one Saturday while we went Christmas shopping, you called Daddy's phone about 6 times in almost two hours, wondering when we'd be home. So while I know you love feeling like a super big kid, you have moments like that where you're still young. I'll take it because I know those times are winding down.
Keep up the good work, my love! I love seeing you progress, learn, grow, and I can't wait to see where you end up.
I love you so much!
Mommy
Saturday, May 18, 2019
Doodlebug - Tally Mark 60 - Part 2
-Will only drink his chocolate milk with a straw.
-Is still rockin' the blonde hair even though we were afraid he would have lost it by now (like his big bro).
-Loves doing "rock and roll" hair for church (fake mohawk).
-Still says Coldplay is his favorite.
-Has had intermittent diarrhea for the last six months. I believe it has something to do with cheddar cheese.
-Wakes up multiple times every week, crying from growing pains in his legs. Poor kid!
-Will eat lettuce and tomatoes but prefers his cheeseburgers with just cheese and the patty.
-Doesn't know the name of one of his baseball coaches so he calls him Fireman Coach.
-Likes watching "Barbie" on Netflix.
-Whispers if he has to tell me something in the morning and I'm still asleep.
-Says he has magic eyes.
-Does not like automatic flushing toilets.
-Is brave enough to give prayers, talks, and recite the scripture in Primary.
-Favorite color is green.
-Is trying hard to not cry and whine so much, now that he's five.
-But pardon me while I go cry because my little stinker is a whole hand.
-Is still rockin' the blonde hair even though we were afraid he would have lost it by now (like his big bro).
-Loves doing "rock and roll" hair for church (fake mohawk).
-Still says Coldplay is his favorite.
-Has had intermittent diarrhea for the last six months. I believe it has something to do with cheddar cheese.
-Wakes up multiple times every week, crying from growing pains in his legs. Poor kid!
-Will eat lettuce and tomatoes but prefers his cheeseburgers with just cheese and the patty.
-Doesn't know the name of one of his baseball coaches so he calls him Fireman Coach.
-Likes watching "Barbie" on Netflix.
-Whispers if he has to tell me something in the morning and I'm still asleep.
-Says he has magic eyes.
-Does not like automatic flushing toilets.
-Is brave enough to give prayers, talks, and recite the scripture in Primary.
-Favorite color is green.
-Is trying hard to not cry and whine so much, now that he's five.
-But pardon me while I go cry because my little stinker is a whole hand.
Doodlebug - Tally Mark 60 - Part 1
Dear RieRie,
One of my favorite songs to sing to you is "Oh My RieRie!" to the tune of "Oh My Darling, Clementine". And my favorite part is when you sing it back to me saying, "Oh My Mommy!" Even though you say Mommy in the song, you normally call me Mama and I absolutely love it. Yes, you're a big five year old now but when you call me Mama, it reminds me you'll always be my baby.
This has been a great year for you! First off, you finally got to play baseball! After four years of watching The Lime play, it was finally your turn and you've done AWESOME. You thrive at every position you play; always down and ready. You know that all of your games are written in red on the calendar so you're able to see when your next one is. The day of your game, as soon as you wake up, you ask if you can get dressed but that's usually nine hours before your game so I have you wait. Then, throughout the day, you ask if it's time. You just love to play and it's hard to be patient sometimes but when 4:00 rolls around, you're SO excited things can get rolling. And as soon as that game is over, you get pumped for the next.
You've had to spend more time at babysitters' houses in the last year any other time in your life. And with how shy you are, you've done surprisingly well. You especially liked going to Ben's house and you didn't even want to leave the last time you were over there. With school starting in less than four months, you're going to make even more friends and, hopefully, work your way out of your shell even more.
You are a monster on your scooter, always zipping around at a speed that makes my heart skip a beat. You've skidded so many times, your back tire is a square. It makes for an interesting sound :) I can always tell where you are at the baseball field; I just have to look for the Evel Knievel helmet. But I think it's about time we move you up to a bike, a REAL bike. Maybe Santa will bring you one for Christmas?
Puzzles are still your strongpoint. Your little mind loves figuring things out and puzzles are the perfect challenge. You also LOVE Transformers for the exact same reason. The 8+ toys are right up your alley but they always stump me. You definitely get that attribute from Daddy.
I'm convinced you've been growing nonstop for the last six months because you're always hungry. Thank goodness you're a great eater and request things like blueberries or strawberries. But goodness gracious, if you're like this at five, I don't know how I'm going to keep up when you're sixteen.
Speaking of great eating, when I asked you what you wanted for your birthday dinner, you said pizza and salad. "Salad like the one we just had," you said. That would be Caesar salad. What five year old asks for salad for their birthday dinner?! You do tell me you hate broccoli, though, but always eat it when it's given to you. Hot dogs are not your favorite and I think it's because of the texture. Interestingly enough, you are more than willing to eat corn dogs.
You have a great eye for bugs and tell me when you see one in the house. You also don't go in the bathtub if there's one in there, even if it's a tiny fly. But you're more than happy to play with them outside. Potato Bugs have been known to make their way home with us from school but you kindly put them in the grass when we arrive, so they can go back to their families. You love pointing out butterflies and you move across the street if you see bees.
You are kind and sensitive, hilarious and quirky, shy but talkative with those you feel comfortable with. You have been just what I needed this year to feel peace and happiness. I've treasured these five years I've had you all to myself and I'm excited to see where you go from here.
I love you so much!
Mama
One of my favorite songs to sing to you is "Oh My RieRie!" to the tune of "Oh My Darling, Clementine". And my favorite part is when you sing it back to me saying, "Oh My Mommy!" Even though you say Mommy in the song, you normally call me Mama and I absolutely love it. Yes, you're a big five year old now but when you call me Mama, it reminds me you'll always be my baby.
This has been a great year for you! First off, you finally got to play baseball! After four years of watching The Lime play, it was finally your turn and you've done AWESOME. You thrive at every position you play; always down and ready. You know that all of your games are written in red on the calendar so you're able to see when your next one is. The day of your game, as soon as you wake up, you ask if you can get dressed but that's usually nine hours before your game so I have you wait. Then, throughout the day, you ask if it's time. You just love to play and it's hard to be patient sometimes but when 4:00 rolls around, you're SO excited things can get rolling. And as soon as that game is over, you get pumped for the next.
You've had to spend more time at babysitters' houses in the last year any other time in your life. And with how shy you are, you've done surprisingly well. You especially liked going to Ben's house and you didn't even want to leave the last time you were over there. With school starting in less than four months, you're going to make even more friends and, hopefully, work your way out of your shell even more.
You are a monster on your scooter, always zipping around at a speed that makes my heart skip a beat. You've skidded so many times, your back tire is a square. It makes for an interesting sound :) I can always tell where you are at the baseball field; I just have to look for the Evel Knievel helmet. But I think it's about time we move you up to a bike, a REAL bike. Maybe Santa will bring you one for Christmas?
Puzzles are still your strongpoint. Your little mind loves figuring things out and puzzles are the perfect challenge. You also LOVE Transformers for the exact same reason. The 8+ toys are right up your alley but they always stump me. You definitely get that attribute from Daddy.
I'm convinced you've been growing nonstop for the last six months because you're always hungry. Thank goodness you're a great eater and request things like blueberries or strawberries. But goodness gracious, if you're like this at five, I don't know how I'm going to keep up when you're sixteen.
Speaking of great eating, when I asked you what you wanted for your birthday dinner, you said pizza and salad. "Salad like the one we just had," you said. That would be Caesar salad. What five year old asks for salad for their birthday dinner?! You do tell me you hate broccoli, though, but always eat it when it's given to you. Hot dogs are not your favorite and I think it's because of the texture. Interestingly enough, you are more than willing to eat corn dogs.
You have a great eye for bugs and tell me when you see one in the house. You also don't go in the bathtub if there's one in there, even if it's a tiny fly. But you're more than happy to play with them outside. Potato Bugs have been known to make their way home with us from school but you kindly put them in the grass when we arrive, so they can go back to their families. You love pointing out butterflies and you move across the street if you see bees.
You are kind and sensitive, hilarious and quirky, shy but talkative with those you feel comfortable with. You have been just what I needed this year to feel peace and happiness. I've treasured these five years I've had you all to myself and I'm excited to see where you go from here.
I love you so much!
Mama
Friday, January 18, 2019
The Lime - Tally Mark 108 - Part 2
-Is growing his hair out. We'll see how long it gets, and how crazy is makes everyone, before we breakdown and cut it.
-Says "Let's go!" every time he gets excited about something.
-After eating salami nearly every day for lunch since kindergarten, he's now willing to take ham.
-Has also been known to take a Caesar salad.
-Still has Lucifer; sleeps with it, takes it on trips, sniffs its back when he's sitting on the couch.
-Likes to read (so unlike his parents).
-Wants to play basketball next fall instead of baseball.
-Wears a 5.5 shoe, medium shirt, and size 10 pants.
-Has to coordinate his clothes/shoes/hats. If he wears a Nike shirt, everything else (down to his socks) have to be Nike. Same goes for Under Armour.
-Still has a REALLY hard time saving money.
-Would play with our neighbor, Logan, all day/every day if he could.
-Hates breakfast but tolerates an apple sauce pouch each morning.
-Is slowly but surely learning how to tie a necktie.
-No longer watches regular TV, just YouTube.
-Is definitely my child. A classmate touched the cap of his water bottle and he insisted I take it home and wash it before he used it again.
-Still likes to pretend and can often be heard making race car sounds.
-Even though he's almost bigger than me, he still asks if I can carry him to bed every once in a while.
-Has a bit of an attitude and likes to tell us to "hold on."
-I'd like to tell him to "hold on" when it comes to growing up and stay my little Lime forever!
-Says "Let's go!" every time he gets excited about something.
-After eating salami nearly every day for lunch since kindergarten, he's now willing to take ham.
-Has also been known to take a Caesar salad.
-Still has Lucifer; sleeps with it, takes it on trips, sniffs its back when he's sitting on the couch.
-Likes to read (so unlike his parents).
-Wants to play basketball next fall instead of baseball.
-Wears a 5.5 shoe, medium shirt, and size 10 pants.
-Has to coordinate his clothes/shoes/hats. If he wears a Nike shirt, everything else (down to his socks) have to be Nike. Same goes for Under Armour.
-Still has a REALLY hard time saving money.
-Would play with our neighbor, Logan, all day/every day if he could.
-Hates breakfast but tolerates an apple sauce pouch each morning.
-Is slowly but surely learning how to tie a necktie.
-No longer watches regular TV, just YouTube.
-Is definitely my child. A classmate touched the cap of his water bottle and he insisted I take it home and wash it before he used it again.
-Still likes to pretend and can often be heard making race car sounds.
-Even though he's almost bigger than me, he still asks if I can carry him to bed every once in a while.
-Has a bit of an attitude and likes to tell us to "hold on."
-I'd like to tell him to "hold on" when it comes to growing up and stay my little Lime forever!
The Lime - Tally Mark 108 - Part 1
Dear Freddy,
I love that you still let me call you Freddy. In fact, you insist I call you Freddy. The other day, Tyler (the boy we babysit) asked who Freddy was and you quickly replied with, "ME!"
While this time is always so exciting for you, mainly because you can't wait to find out what your presents will be, it's a little hard for me. I always go back to the first January 17th and I think about all the work my body went through to prepare for your arrival. Now I just think about how it's my last day to savor you at a particular age. Like how when I kissed you goodnight last night, it was the last time I'd be doing it with you as an 8 year old.
But this letter isn't about me. It's about you!
A few months into 2018, we weren't sure where we'd end up. More than anything, Daddy and I wanted to keep our lives (your life) as close to the way its been as possible. We were worried you wouldn't be at the same school, with the same baseball league, or near your friends like you've been the last 5 years. Thankfully, we were able to move down the street and you gained a great friend next door.
We knew about Logan, just from seeing him at school or in the neighborhood, but you hadn't built a relationship with him. That quickly changed this summer and you two hit it off immediately. You both go back and forth between our houses, you play in the court across the street, and all I can think about is how grateful I am you have someone right next door you can call a good friend.
All of the first-fifth graders at your school participate in the Morning Walk (where we walk around the perimeter of the playground until the bell rings). The teachers help with the yard duty during this time and all the way back in first grade, you noticed a particular teacher on the basketball courts. From that point on, you hoped and wished she would be your third grade teacher. Imagine your excitement when you saw the class lists posted for third grade and you saw you were in her class. She thinks just as highly of you and I'm so glad everything worked out in your favor.
You got your first taste of AA baseball last fall to help you for the upcoming spring season. Every season, you come to the conclusion that your favorite position is _________ (it changes every year). This time, you tried your hand at pitching and decided you really like it. I'm anxious to see you work hard in the next few months and magnify your talents. Every time someone asks you what you want to be when you grow up, you tell them a professional baseball player. If that ends up happening, I can't wait to share all of your little league stories and photos!
The other night, I forget exactly what we were doing but I pretended to cry and, without hesitation, you got a concerned look on your face and knelt down to get a better look at my face. "She's joking," said Daddy. But I was taken back because you did the EXACT same this as a toddler. If anyone fake (or really) cried, you were the first one to see what was wrong and try to console them. I love that even though you're growing out of the little kid phase, you still harbor the same wonderful qualities.
Like pretending. When Auntie Amy and her family were over on Christmas, you, your brother, and your cousins dressed up and were playing some game. Auntie Amy looked at me and said, "I love that he still pretends!" We were getting ready to leave for the Pinewood Derby tonight and I could hear you making car sounds in your bedroom as you were getting your shoes on. You beg the boys we babysit to play Cops & Robbers with you. Please be a pretender forever! It's quite possibly my favorite thing about you.
Thank you for trying, most of the time, to do the right thing. Thank you for doing your homework every night. Thank you for still wanting to snuggle with us and for ensuring we give you a kiss goodnight. Thank you for watching our for your little brother. You two are going to have so much fun at the same school in the next two years. Thank you for coming to our family and being the best Lime we could have ever asked for.
I hope this year is simply amazing for you.
Love you tons!
Mommy
I love that you still let me call you Freddy. In fact, you insist I call you Freddy. The other day, Tyler (the boy we babysit) asked who Freddy was and you quickly replied with, "ME!"
While this time is always so exciting for you, mainly because you can't wait to find out what your presents will be, it's a little hard for me. I always go back to the first January 17th and I think about all the work my body went through to prepare for your arrival. Now I just think about how it's my last day to savor you at a particular age. Like how when I kissed you goodnight last night, it was the last time I'd be doing it with you as an 8 year old.
But this letter isn't about me. It's about you!
A few months into 2018, we weren't sure where we'd end up. More than anything, Daddy and I wanted to keep our lives (your life) as close to the way its been as possible. We were worried you wouldn't be at the same school, with the same baseball league, or near your friends like you've been the last 5 years. Thankfully, we were able to move down the street and you gained a great friend next door.
We knew about Logan, just from seeing him at school or in the neighborhood, but you hadn't built a relationship with him. That quickly changed this summer and you two hit it off immediately. You both go back and forth between our houses, you play in the court across the street, and all I can think about is how grateful I am you have someone right next door you can call a good friend.
All of the first-fifth graders at your school participate in the Morning Walk (where we walk around the perimeter of the playground until the bell rings). The teachers help with the yard duty during this time and all the way back in first grade, you noticed a particular teacher on the basketball courts. From that point on, you hoped and wished she would be your third grade teacher. Imagine your excitement when you saw the class lists posted for third grade and you saw you were in her class. She thinks just as highly of you and I'm so glad everything worked out in your favor.
You got your first taste of AA baseball last fall to help you for the upcoming spring season. Every season, you come to the conclusion that your favorite position is _________ (it changes every year). This time, you tried your hand at pitching and decided you really like it. I'm anxious to see you work hard in the next few months and magnify your talents. Every time someone asks you what you want to be when you grow up, you tell them a professional baseball player. If that ends up happening, I can't wait to share all of your little league stories and photos!
The other night, I forget exactly what we were doing but I pretended to cry and, without hesitation, you got a concerned look on your face and knelt down to get a better look at my face. "She's joking," said Daddy. But I was taken back because you did the EXACT same this as a toddler. If anyone fake (or really) cried, you were the first one to see what was wrong and try to console them. I love that even though you're growing out of the little kid phase, you still harbor the same wonderful qualities.
Like pretending. When Auntie Amy and her family were over on Christmas, you, your brother, and your cousins dressed up and were playing some game. Auntie Amy looked at me and said, "I love that he still pretends!" We were getting ready to leave for the Pinewood Derby tonight and I could hear you making car sounds in your bedroom as you were getting your shoes on. You beg the boys we babysit to play Cops & Robbers with you. Please be a pretender forever! It's quite possibly my favorite thing about you.
Thank you for trying, most of the time, to do the right thing. Thank you for doing your homework every night. Thank you for still wanting to snuggle with us and for ensuring we give you a kiss goodnight. Thank you for watching our for your little brother. You two are going to have so much fun at the same school in the next two years. Thank you for coming to our family and being the best Lime we could have ever asked for.
I hope this year is simply amazing for you.
Love you tons!
Mommy
Saturday, June 16, 2018
Lake Tahoe 2018
My brother called me on Wednesday letting me know he was in Reno visiting his friend Jesse and asked if we wanted to meet them in Tahoe on Friday. I immediately texted LaVor to see if he thought he'd be able to take the day off. Within a few hours, he said he was off and I let me brother know we'd be at the beach with bells on.
We haven't seen my brother and his family for two years, since my dad's heart surgery, and we hadn't seen Jesse and his family since The Lime's baby blessing (say what?!?!). We all picked up right where we left off, including the kids, and had a wonderful few hours under the sun.
Our boys (the little ones) immediately jumped in the frigid cold water and just about froze their buns off. They'd get out of he water, complain how cold they were, then jump right back in. This process was repeated multiple times throughout the day.
Other brave souls jumped in the lake but I was not one of them. Unless I was sitting directly in the sun, I was cold and I knew the second I went in the water, I'd never be able to recover. And honestly, I hate being cold so exposing my skin to the harsh Lake Tahoe sun was good enough for me.
We saw fellow beach goers jump off poles into the middle of the lake, a mama duck and her babies, and more geese and ducks than we wanted (dang, do they beg!).
The wives chatted, the husbands chatted, everyone snacked, and the kids played until it was time to go. We had to be back home for The Lime's baseball party so on the road we went but because I'm my father's daughter, I had to take a few group photos before packing up.
We've realized we've visited Lake Tahoe for the last three summers and don't know why we don't visit more often. We'll see what happens in the next 12 months.
We haven't seen my brother and his family for two years, since my dad's heart surgery, and we hadn't seen Jesse and his family since The Lime's baby blessing (say what?!?!). We all picked up right where we left off, including the kids, and had a wonderful few hours under the sun.
Our boys (the little ones) immediately jumped in the frigid cold water and just about froze their buns off. They'd get out of he water, complain how cold they were, then jump right back in. This process was repeated multiple times throughout the day.
We saw fellow beach goers jump off poles into the middle of the lake, a mama duck and her babies, and more geese and ducks than we wanted (dang, do they beg!).
The wives chatted, the husbands chatted, everyone snacked, and the kids played until it was time to go. We had to be back home for The Lime's baseball party so on the road we went but because I'm my father's daughter, I had to take a few group photos before packing up.
We've realized we've visited Lake Tahoe for the last three summers and don't know why we don't visit more often. We'll see what happens in the next 12 months.
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