First Day of Kindergarten

Although none of her friends from preschool are in her class, Jillian and Noah were there on the staggered entry day we had. We got to take a few good pictures before school.

 

 

Such poise, such grace

We had an open house at Emmy’s school last night. These little red school houses with each kid’s picture were on the wall. Of course, I had to take a picture of Emmy’s little schoolhouse.  What is with that face???

 

Penguins 4 Life

Emmy’s last year of preschool was in the Penguins class. One of the other moms said that we were so lucky that we had such a tight group of friends and family. She was so right—I just assumed everyone did. Even though we are in different schools, we managed to get one more pool party in this summer. We parents have bonded during a lot of birthday parties these past few years.

 

It's all about the knee socks

This morning, we both were crying on the way to school. I had bought her all these absolutely adorable knee socks before school started and of course she won’t wear them. When she does try them on, she pulls them so tightly that the heel section is on the back of her calf.  She says that the socks have ‘humps’ in them.  Thanks to the sockless attire, she has quite possibly the worst foot odor ever. Sunday on the way home, she put her feet on the back of John’s seat in the car and he threatened to make her ride home with her feet out of the window the rest of the way.

 

Yesterday, she had a blister so I told her she had to wear socks today with her red Mary Janes. We got dressed and she promptly threw a fit about wearing the socks.  On one hand, it’s socks, for goodness sakes, just take them off. But on the other hand, she needs to use her words to express herself instead of throwing a fit. In the end, she missed breakfast, so she ate a pop tart on the way to school, I told her she is wearing the socks tomorrow and she wore her slip on fake Toms.

 

In the car, I asked her why things went out of control this morning and what could we do to make things better tomorrow morning. She said, “I really liked it when it was peaceful” and I asked when that was and she replied, “before you started talking”.

 

Adorable.

 

 

 

Rose Ryan is Three!

I can't believe our precious girl is three! I was so excited to celebrate her third birthday--Barbie pool party style!!! I am so lucky to have not only Emmy Ruth but to have a niece and nephew (and one on the way!) that I absolutley adore. They are both so precious and I can't help but continually laugh at them and their funny ways.  Rose is all girl--she is princess and nail polish and dance party all in one little tiny package.

It was about here when I started crying. I do this a lot. In fact, I keep a hanky in my purse just in case, but I didn't have it handy when I needed it. Just looking at Rose's precious little face and her precious little smile just about does me in. I can't help but think of how lucky we are to have such beautiful, smart children and how much Momma would have loved them. Rose looks so much like her sometimes, it almost takes my breath away. Especially when she is pouting, she has Momma's lips.

Emmy and I made cupcakes and pinata for Rose for her birthday; this was all Emmy kept saying before hand.

Emmy is showing Rose all the deocrations on the pinata.

Grandma Ruth used to give me or Neall a gift on the others birthday; it drove my parents mad. I, of course, do the same. Solomon played with one of Emmy's Ken dolls all night the last time he stayed with us, so I had to get him his own Ken doll for the party. He loved it and played with it the entire party. I can't believe how grown up he is lately. Such a big boy. I can't stand it. 

Daddy gave Rose a Barbie Dream House for her birthday; she loved it! I was so excited for her to open it and he and LynnLynn worked so hard to get it ready for her. She was a little princess when she saw it.