Middle School. It's happening. The one thing I will always have with you is sharing these first-time experiences, that comes with being the first-born. There was a (brief) time when it was just you. Then you had to make room for two younger (and slightly annoying siblings). They don't know any different. But you do (okay, it's highly unlikely at 3, you remember anything but them being in your life). But I do. I remember what it was like when it was just you. And when I thought that I couldn't love another as much as I loved you. I remember the exact moment you first smiled. Daddy called you "smiley-wiley boy" and you must've found that amusing. Maybe it was his goofy, high-pitched voice. You always did things earlier than expected. You got your first tooth at 5 months. You were walking by 9 months. You had a full vocabulary at 15 months.
11 1/2 years later, you still make me the proudest Mommy ever. I sat with you for a little while at your middle school orientation this morning. You were very excited when they mentioned the ice cream parties for Honor Roll students. I love that about you. I love that you are still confident in your own skin and care very little about anything but Minecraft and basketball. Of course, you worry about getting Principal's List. But you don't care what anyone else thinks of you. I know that won't always be the case. Middle school is going to be so different and so much is going to change over the next 9 months. And you're going to change. I just pray that it won't change who you are. Because I love everything about who you are.
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Her first day of preschool. She didn't cry. I was surprised. But relieved. I made Daddy drop her off. I thought she would cry, and I knew I couldn't handle it. Even though she's my third. She's my baby. And my girl. But she did great; and she was so cute when I picked her up. She didn't stop talking the whole way home. She told me she had mac and cheese for lunch, with "green things that were s'gusting [disgusting]" and "the other girls liked them but they were s'gusting". And she also said she tried to write her name on her testis (tests). First day of middle school. He got to sleep in. I still can't believe it. I didn't cry. I'm not worried about this one. He's been this way since kindergarten. He's got it all under control. He was more worried that he wouldn't have any friends in his class. I remember that feeling. He picked out his outfit. His favorite color is pink. He asked Dad to fix his hair. He came into my room at 1:00 in the morning the night before because he couldn't sleep. I remember that feeling, too. I scratched his back until he dozed off. I was worried that he would be tired the next morning. He was ready. When Daddy followed him in the car to the bus stop, he told him to "just go, Dad". He wanted to make sure he had deodorant to keep in his backpack. Third grade, his first time going to school without his big brother. We (me, Josh & Bella) walked him to the bus stop. He didn't care that she was still in her jammies. He didn't care that I had my camera. He may have been nervous, but he didn't show it. He even kissed me at the bus stop.
We had gone shopping the weekend prior for his first day outfit. I found a sweet pair of shorts, but he wouldn't wear them because they were Kobe. He only likes Lebron. True fan. He's so excited that his new shoes are a size 7. #childhood unplugged "Play is often talked about as if it were a relief from serious learning. But for children play is serious learning. Play is really the work of childhood." – Fred Rogers A furious foosball tournament. She's gonna be a chef someday. Basketball camp.
My ten favorite pictures from the past month. Posted on the 10th of each month. A lot of beach. That's our August. And a very special wedding. We got to get all dressed up. The kids spent a lot of time the past few weeks with their friends and their cousins. And now Summer is officially over and Mommy is back to work. But I still have these pictures to remember how great it was. I love this one because boogey boarding was something they had really fun doing this summer. And together. No fighting. My mom, my sister and I at my cousin's wedding.
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AuthorMy name is Kaci. I am a working mom of 3. Wife to Josh. Mom to Jackson, Cameron & Isabella. My life is dinner, homework, baseball, basketball, grocery lists, laundry, middle school, wine, video games, and schedules. I started this blog because I love taking pictures, and I needed a place to document our life. I wanted a place to write it all down, to remember little details so easily forgotten in the mad rush that is the life of a family of 5. Through my photos and words, I endeavor to capture our story. Categories
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