Preschool Graduate!

Although preschool graduation was last weekend, I still feel the need to document the evening. It was quite an event. Two hours to be exact, in full cap and gown. Carson was very nervous. I could tell. But, he sang his songs, recited his 6 languages, and accepted his diploma in a good manner. He just looked so big up there. The evening started off with a poem I have to find about your baby getting on the school bus for the first time, so I was crying before we even got started. Carson was asked what he wanted to be when he grew up and his answer was a football player, which I predicted. I was hoping for something a bit more academic, but doctors and Presidents were few and far between with this group. Attached are some pictures of him with his friends, including one very special one, that always brings a sweet smile to his face. I am really glad we had the preschool experience. I have decided that no matter how ornery Carson is at home, he will be a good kid at school, at least while he's little.


Maisy was in rare form for the ceremony. Luckily Nanny, with her endless supply of goodies, was there to entertain. It was really funny watching her. She ate anything she could find, put on multiple shades of lipgloss, and combed anyone's hair brave enough to let her touch it. I don't know what I am going to do with her, or what I would do without her.


The whole evening was so rushed and went by so fast, I didn't even get a family photo. I am really sad about that. It is a rare occasion that we all look nice at the same time. Oh well...maybe next time!

Picnic at the Park

Is there anything better than a sunny spring day? Not today. It is perfect outside. To get out and enjoy this rarely beautiful day (It has been a cold, wet spring.), we went to the park for a picnic. We had a great time. Carson taught Maisy how to run the bases the right way. He also showed her the "pitcher's lounge"(mound). HA! In addition to playing, we watched a momma bird feed her babies and built a sand castle with a moat in the sand volleyball court. All the ingredients of a good trip to the park. Before long they won't want to do those things with me. I am try ing to cherish these fleeting moments of attention that they lavish on me right now.

The Yankees

Last night was our first t-ball game. The kids were so much better than I expected them to be. I was completely impressed. While hitting off of a tee is hard for Carson, because he is used to being pitched to, he did really well. I attached a clip of his last "at bat". Excuse the bumpy filming. Maisy was swinging on the fence below me. I think evenings at the ball park are going to be lots of fun. It was the first night of many!

Welcome to Miami...

While the majority of my readers are not at all interested in pictures of anything other than my kids, I had to write a little about our great week. It is always hard to leave the kids. No matter how much I prepare, plan and organize, vacations are a BIG deal. The weeks of preparation over with, the trip flew by too fast, and now we are attempting to recover and get back into a routine. I cried my typical good-bye tears, but the kids happily let us go. Thankfully. Any tears from them and I might have skipped the whole thing.

Actually, Carson, so much like me, was very upset about us leaving. However, he has come into manhood at the ripe age of four and a half, thinking he shouldn't cry, at least not in front of his dad. When Jeremy ran in the bank on our way to drop them off, Carson started sobbing, which broke my heart. I gave him my cell phone number on a special piece of paper and he kept it in his jacket pocket. That was all I could think of at the time, but luckily it worked. I don't know where this new awareness of not crying has come from, but he will not cry in front of Jeremy. My sweet boy!

Anyway...we arrived in Maimi and spent 2 days there before heading to West Palm Beach, where our vacation really started, at least for me. Maimi was not what I was expecting. Ten years ago it might have been much more appealing. We walked Ocean Drive, saw Versace's house and ate good food. Then, we stayed at The Breakers in West Palm. My favorite resort to date. We had a great time, made some new friends, Jeremy played golf, I got a massage, and we spent time by the pool. It was really nice to have that time together. We were spoiled rotten by his company and enjoyed every minute. I am very proud of Jeremy's hard work.