Monday, September 29, 2008

A Rite of Passage







Keith took Charley to his first Clemson football game this weekend, and I think we have created a monster. Of course, that is just what we need around here is someone else who is addicted to football. Oh well, I suppose Keith will have a little partner in crime now. As I was reviewing the pictures this morning and trying to decide which pictures to post on the blog, Charley was looking over my shoulder begging to go to another football game. Something tells me it won't take much to twist dad's arm...

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

My First Day of School






Today was my first day of volunteering in Morgan's class at Laurel Hill. Whew--boy did the time fly. I was assigned to work with 6 kids who needed some extra help learning about their letters and what sounds they make. Spending ONE hour with SIX kindergarteners was about all I could take. Don't get me wrong, it was fun, and I really enjoyed it, but I was at my limit! I have a whole new appreciation for her teachers who spend eight hours a day with 25 5 year olds. Nonetheless, I'll be returning on a weekly basis.

I am also happy to report that Morgan invited me to lunch, AND I got to sit right next to her at the lunch table with all of her friends. It was such a great time!

Monday, September 22, 2008

Buster's Sermon

Here's a link to Buster's sermon from Sunday on spiritual warfare. It was a good one, and I'm sure some of you will appreciate him referring to the Dallas Cowboys at "America's Team"! Have a great week!



http://www.ecbconline.com/clientimages/32443/sermons/defyingthedevil.mp3

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Watch out Pre-School, Here Comes Charley

I hope his teachers are ready!

Charley had a great first day of pre-school. I did have to bribe him with lemonade from Sonic to get him out of the car, but after that we were home free. He is loving it!

That's My Boy!


Mmmmm....cupcakes taste GOOD! My friend Dana took this picture of Charley at her son Griffin's birthday party. He is eating that cupcake and licking every last bit of it! Is he his mother's son or what?!

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

"No, Mom, you don't get it"

Well, little Ms. Independent strikes again.

Ever since Morgan was 3 years old, and I found out I could meet her in the school cafeteria for lunch at her elementary school, I've been planning to meet her there. I mean, what mom doesn't want to figure out what kind of kids her child is hanging out with...and that can't start too early, right?

So I told Morgan my plan, and asked if she wanted to sit with me at the designated "Visitors Table" where you can eat with your mom and one other friend, or if she just wanted to invite her cool mom to sit right at the table with all her friends. To that she replied, "No mom, you don't get it. I want you to sit at the visitor's table, and I'll stay at the table with all my friends".

If this is 5, I'm not going to be able to handle 15!

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Our Baby Girl Goes to Kindergarten


I always used to laugh when people told me that time goes by so fast with your kids. I remember when Morgan was six weeks old, I went to Target for a few things (you know, the important staples of diapers, wipes, and formula) and an older lady said "Oh, she is so precious. They grow up so fast!". The only response I could muster after 6 weeks of sleep deprivation was "Yeah, that's what the tell me"...it felt like the longest six weeks of my life!! But, this past Tuesday, when I walked her to the doorway of her kindergarten class (because that's as far as my daughter would allow me to go), it really DID feel like we just brought her home from the hospital not too long ago! After a full two minutes of waiting in the doorway for her to come back for her good-bye kiss, I finally had to resort to walking in the class and planting one on her cheek!


The first words out of her mouth after her first day were "Mom, I really like kindergarten, but I want to ride the bus and buy my lunch". Good news on one hand, because that saves me about an hour and a half of my time, but sad because she wants me to do less and less. I hate to think what first grade is going to be like, much less high school and (gasp) college!!