Sunday, August 31, 2008

Check out G.G.'s craftiness

Steve's mom made this window treatment for the girls' bathroom...

I LOVE the trim!

And she painted this canvas for the girls' hand prints...

I thought doing a 15-month-old's hand print would be next to impossible, but it actually went pretty smoothly and turned out to be adorable. Thanks, G.G. for sprucing up their bathroom!

Friday, August 29, 2008

Happy Birthday to you...

Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday DEAR STEVE!!!
Happy Birthday to you!

Hope you have a fantastic 34th!

We 3 girls sure do love you!

Sunday, August 24, 2008

The difference between girls and boys

Yesterday, I read on my friend Andi's blog how her boys were enjoying playing in the rain and mud brought by the lovely Fay. Great idea, I thought. The weather was not severe...just a steady rain. How much fun for Anna Clare to just frolic in the yard in the rain. She sounded excited and asked for her raincoat and boots.

I wish you could have seen the performance she gave when she discovered her boots were too small! She literally fell down on the floor (several times) in mock frustration because they would not go on her feet. OK. Just put them on for a picture and then you can switch to Crocs.

She lasted about two minutes outside and I heard her come in crying because she fell and got mud on her.

Wasn't that the point? To play in the mud?

This, my friends, is just one of the many differences between girls and boys (or maybe just my girl):)

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Kindergarten is Great!

I am very excited to report that Anna Clare is thoroughly enjoying Kindergarten. She loves her teachers, has a few old friends in her class, and is making some new ones. She loves to read and to be read to. We found out that Centers are first thing in the morning. Since Centers are her favorite, she gets ready quickly so we won't be late. Because of this, Centers are my favorite too.

She inherited her "people-pleasing" trait from me. Although this is not really a good thing, it may work in our favor where school is concerned. She loves pleasing her teachers. As long as she comes home with a green smiley face stamp on her hand, all is well in the Thompson home. So far so good.

We are very excited about this year and all that God has in store for her as she continues to learn and grow in Him.

Open House/Meet the Teachers

First day of school

Oh, and no tears on the first day (me included)! I'm saving those for first grade!

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Spending the Night Off

I remember as a little girl one of my favorite treats was to spend the night with a friend. My friend Katie and I took turns spending the night with each other as often as our moms would allow. Saturday nights were out of the question because they knew we would be much too cranky for church.

I can't believe Anna Clare is to that age. She just recently spent the night away from home for the first time (granted it was only 2 doors down which made it really easy on her (I mean me). I didn't know if she would stay all night, but with a few extra bedtime stories, she made it. Now, she's a pro.

We are blessed with some wonderful neighbors who have become very good friends. Anna Clare adores their little girls, and seems to always be playing with one or the other (or both). One of the little girls was in her class last year, and we were so excited to find out that they will be in the same Kindergarten class this year.

She spent the night with her one night this week. She had her bag packed as soon as her feet hit the floor that morning, and it was all she talked about all day. As I got ready to send her over, she said, "Don't be sad mommy. I know you'll miss me, but it's only for one night."

She was right. I did miss her, even though she was only a few yards away. Of course, it is more than just spending the night with a friend. It's the fact that she starts Kindergarten in 2 days and then will be in school all day next year! And so on and so on.

Before she left, she said her nighttime prayers and gave me lots of hugs and kisses. As I stood in the yard and watched her cross the street, she turned and blew me a kiss and a hug. "I love you," I called. "I love you too," she yelled back. And then she was gone. Only for a night of course. But it was such a bittersweet reminder of all that is to come. Each new stage brings a bit more independence, but also a sadness in my heart as I think about how there will always be something I will have to "let go of."