End of Summer

Well, summer is just about wrapped up. Can't believe how quickly it's flown by. We finished it with a bang, of course...

Today, Davis got to tour his brand new school, Clark Creek Stem Academy.  It's completely perfect...bright white walls and organized rooms, smelling of fresh paint, filled with eager teachers and staff.  And, a stones throw away from our house...literally...I live on Hunt Road and so does the school! 

His teacher is awesome.  The special ed facilitator for first grade gradutated high school with me, so I feel like he's in great hands.  We saw some familiar little faces in class, too!  He'll have his own desk and be expected to write full sentences in just a month or so! 

He's been begging me to let him ride the school bus and I learned today that I know the driver for his route!  So crazy how God has just been protecting my little man through life!  And making it much easier for me to loosen my tight Momma strings. 

First day of first grade is Wednesday!  I think I'll sit down and watch home videos of when he was a baby, on repeat, until then...

Reese's Wrath

My daughter is a maniac...

This morning, she took Davis' night light out of the socket and smashed the bulb into a million little pieces WITH HER TEETH.  She came prancing into the living room, chewing on glass.

This evening, while the boys were playing down the street, I ran downstairs to check work messages and get a fax.  I was down there for about 90 seconds.  I come back upstairs to find Reese standing in the living room, completely naked.  Not sure, yet, if she peed anywhere.

Her favorite, most clearly pronounced word is 'MINE'.

She recently clobbered Davis over the head twice with a wooden toy sword, leaving welts.

She, on the reg, flips her plate of food onto the floor.  On purpose. 

She dances on the coffee table.

She prefers my kitchen and armoire cabinet contents over her toys.

She stuffs DVDs into any crevice she can find.

She never leaves my side at home - completely attached to me at the thigh.  But, as soon as we're out in public, she runs for the hills.  She needs a leash.  Seriously.

BUT...she gives me the best sugars I've. Ever. Had.  And I could watch her twirl around on her tippy toes for days.

An 'I Do' And An 'I'm Six'

This family over here has been sooooo busy over the past few weeks, thus my cyber absence.  BUT I'm back, so dry it up.

We've had such a great summer so far and I can't believe that we're nearing July. 

I guess the biggest events have been my baby brother's wedding and my baby boy turning 6.

First, the wedding.  Elle was, of course, the most beautiful bride.  And Brother looked so stinkin' handsome and grown up.  It was such an emotional day for me, as I watched my only sibling start his new life with such a special girl.  I'm so proud to call Elle my sister-in-law, loving her (clears and all) and her wonderful family so much.  Everything was perfect...the venue, the food, the decor, her dress, the people (minus Tong Teeth), everything.  We danced the night away.  'Bleh'.

Elle's sister, Boo

Elle's mom, Miss Anne

The pie display table, in lieu of a cake

Pie plates Elle gathered at different places

Brother and Big D

I hope they always stay this close

Boogs being Boogs

The Nunley's

Davis carrying the burlap sign that read, 'Here comes the bride'

The flower girls, Justin and Reese  :)

The 'Maids...I had such a great time getting to know all these hilarious girlies

The Best Men

Exchanging vows

My favorite picture.  :)

Davis still says that he 'married Alex'

Boogers and the Bride

Seriously, he loves her

Another tearful moment - Mother/Son Dance

For Davis' 6th birthday, we had a pizza dinner with the four of us... 

 He was so happy to get a new DS game.  He must have told us how awesome we are a thousand times.

His Oreo cupcake with M&M's on top.  We got it at Cupcakalicious in downtown Woodstock.  Very delicious.  The red velvet one, not so much.

On Friday night, a few boys came over to play outside and have a spended the night party.

And on Saturday afternoon, the family came over to celebrate...

The Sh*t He Says

I might just do this every Wednesday.

While on the toilet, he shouts, "MOMMA!  Will you come wipe my buuuuuuu uh uh uh uh uuuuuutttttt!?!?"

He turns everything into a jingle.  Now, I can't get it out of my head.

...wipe my buuuu uh uh uh uh uuuuttttt...

Wild Friday Night

Things got pretty crazy around here, last night. It involved the late Whitney Houston, a princess backpack, and belly-laughing mother. Enjoy.

Big Stuff

Wednesday was a very 'emotional mom' day. First, Davis graduated Kindergarten.

His class, walking into the gym.  He HAD to have spiked hair for the special occasion...

Davis received one of only two awards given by Miss Cochran for Most Improved during the school year. 

Kindergarten is so important.  I can't believe how much Davis learned this year.  And, what's more important, is having a great teacher leading the class.  Mrs. Johnson was just that.  I'll never forget her or Miss Cochran and all the wonderful ways they impacted my son's life!

Shaking Dr. Scrivner's hand, receiving his diploma.

D and his bud, David

And that evening...dun, dun, dun...THE RANGERS WON THE CHAMPIONSHIP!!!  It was such a great game and awesome way to end the season.  Those boys played so hard and deserved the win!  I was a wreck, of course.  We started this season, terrified that we had made a huge mistake signing him up for this league.  We hoped and prayed he might hit the ball at least once during the season, maybe even get to first base.  That kid not only did that, multiple times, but scored runs and made plays in the outfield.  We were so amazed at how accepting the team (and entire league) was of him.  Everyone rallied around that boy all season!  And it really let Justin and I know that we might actually be doing the right thing by throwing him out into the world, rather than hide and shelter him from it.  And, if you're a parent, you know how powerful it is to feel that confirmation!

He affected everyone.  The coaches explained how our little 5 year old taught them what this whole experience is really about...spending time with your kids and having fun!  But that trophy sure does look nice in his bedroom!!!

I'm really sad it's over.  It was such a great thing to be a part of and I don't know what to do with myself, now that the season's over.  I got a little teary-eyed, folding and putting his 'skinny butt' baseball pants away for the last time! 

Here's some pics from the Award Ceremony last week...