Logan: "Mommy, do you have a photo shoop tonight?"
When my boy asks, "Mommy, how did your photo shoop go tonight" I get all melty. I am watching my baby turn into an inquisitive, kind and thoughtful person, and that makes me proud.
These "shoops" are why I am about a million years behind on the blog. Ick. I hate feeling like unfinished projects are floating over my head like one of those mini rain-clouds. I can almost hear the thunder. But thankfully, due to recent happenings (like the babies finally getting into a nap routine and going to bed at 7:30 - can I get a HALLELUJAH!), I have minimum a few hours per day where there is not a mini-person attached to me. That also includes the middle of the night, but I will take what I can get.
This fall, I sent my baby boy off to
Another note: even though I already wrote this post yesterday, then lost it, it is amazing to me that I really have no recollection of what I wrote, and can guarantee this post is so completely different from the rogue post. Hmm... It really is interesting how a different day really gives different perspective.
Anywho, back to my boy! I am not going to lie. I cried. Yep, who wants to provide me with Xanax when this kid goes to Kindergarten? Even worse, when the twins go to Kindergarten? Perhaps we will just need to have another baby then. (wink wink, McGowan)
Backpack ready to go
Little brothers ready for the big send off!
Customary front door photos!
Peeking in his new school. Love the anticipation.
He's ready to rock this.
Found his hook with his name on it.
Didn't even hesitate for a second. Got right to work.
This work turned into good 'ol trusty for the first month or so.
Living vs. Non-living.
And, because I wanted to, photos from Preschool Day #2.
He is just growing up so fast.
Logan, I love your face.
We have all enjoyed this new chapter is Logan's life. Plus, thankfully for great friends and neighbors who stand guard at the van with my pre-Preschool crew, it isn't a half hour loading and unloading, buckling and unbuckling extravaganza.