A First For Everyone.

First day in Kindergarten.

Our first assignment was to decorate a paper cut-out in her likeness.
So we pulled out our scrap booking papers and away we went.
I think she turned out mighty fine.

And..yes..that is dirt all over the porch.
A dust storm got the best of us and I haven't done a thing about it.

First day in "all day" school.

For the most part, J-boy has been excited about starting school again.
On the way to school this morning he asked how long he would be there.
Upon hearing that six hours of his life, each day, would be spent filling his brain with knowledge, he welled up with tears.
"I'm not happy about this!" he sniffled.

First time attending public school.

He picked out this pair of glasses.
I suggested something a little more subtle.
He won.
I love this kid.
And the glasses...well they are growing on me.


Be still my heart!






All in all the day went smoothly.

S-girl's thoughts..."It was awesome!"
J-boy's thoughts..."Perfect, just perfect!"
C-boy's thoughts..."Not good, I don't think I'll be going back tomorrow!"

Fortunately, he's come around and thinks he "might be able to try it another day"!


The morning aftermath.

Apparently, getting three kids fed and dressed and out the door calls for a bit more organization.
I'll do better next time.
I promise.


And because I like to share.
This was the view out my living room window this evening!
Let's enjoy it together.

That's a wrap.

To relieve the stress of this present moment!

As I begin this post, United States has just scored their first goal in the Gold medal Olympic Hockey game.
I am breathing a little easier at the present moment.
I am sensing the fact that Canada has a "bone to pick" with the States. (can't we all just get along?)
Not to mention that I am surrounded by a bunch of traitors.
As my 6 year old would say, "We are cheering for the Canada's, mom. Why are you cheering for the America's??" (what is he, a fifteenth century explorer?)
My dear child, it is a matter of principle.
I am a true patriot.
While I feel that Canadians are a lovely people, it would go against everything I believe to actually cheer for them, instead of for my own countrymen! (O.K., this may be slightly DRAMAtic, but it is the way I feel...at least in THIS case!)
Need I remind him of the fact that HE WAS BORN in the "America's"!
But they keep trying to sway me.

Cheer for the Canada's.
Cheer for the Canada's.

That is what my 6 year old is chanting at this moment.

And one more thing.
Do I need to remind my "love" that he willingly "renounced" his Canadian citizenship?
Is it even legal for him to cheer for Canada anymore??
I'm just sayin'!

So, in lieu of this very stressful moment, I am choosing to go to a happier place.
The beach, at sunset.
What could be more stress relieving than that?
These were taken in White Rock, B.C. last weekend.
Yep, that would be the Canada's!




I love the way the sun, hanging low in the sky, is falling on these little "cherubs".


My niece. She is genuinely cherubic!! She lives in the Americas. But part of her heart belongs to the Canadas.







Hopefully, this will help. It has already lifted some of my inner turmoil.
I think I may be able to rest a little easier for the next 11 minutes and 54 seconds.
And if you happen to read this after the game,
No matter who wins.
Just remember.
We are all part of the same team, the team called "the human race"!

Selah!

Now I will kindly pass this computer over to my dear D-man, who is, at this present moment, gripping his chair, clenching his teeth, holding his breath, and turning blue.
He's in need of a little stress relief.

p.s. Don't tell anyone, but I was hoping that the Canadian ice dancers would get the gold. Shhhhh.