Ballerina Girl

When we left for dance last week, the batteries in my camera weren't charged
When we left for dance last week, my camera was broken
When we left for dance last week, we were running late
Oh, forget it . . . I never was a good liar!  When we left for dance last week, I had yet another Mom of the Year moment and forgot to take pictures of Millie on her first day of class this year.  So here's my little ballerina girl all dressed up and ready to see Mrs. Julie on her second week of ballet!  Mom?  Dad?  Remember . . . don't worry about college accounts; therapy accounts are best for my kids!

Mom of the Year (Part 3)

Ahhh, yet another Mom of the Year moment!

After co-op today, Mrs. Bonnie and Kailian rode with us to Chick-Fil-A for our group lunch/playdate. While we were in the car, Millie was trying her best to tell Mrs. Bonnie about the day Bailey died. Mrs. Bonnie wasn't understanding Camille very well, so I finished the story for her. I mentioned that Greg dug a hole and we buried Bailey before we left for MeeMaw and Kimpaw's, but apparently this confused Camille because she is now telling everybody, "Daddy dug a hole and put Bailey in it, and he couldn't breathe and he died."

Mom of the Year and now Wife of the Year, too?!! It's just too much for one girl to handle!

Mom of the Year (Part 2)

Told ya there would be more than one of these "Mom of the Year" posts! So what did I do this time? Well, remember how we were waiting for the weather to cooperate to go feed the goats for Hannah's Gg Goat unit? The weather has long since been cooperative, but life has just been getting in the way. So today I decided we were going to feed the goats no matter what!

We picked Millie up from Mother's Day Out at 1:30, went to Wal-Mart to get some carrots, celery, and radishes, and headed straight to Beaumont where we found . . . an empty goat pen.

I'm going to call a friend who has goats at her house and see if we come for a visit, but at this point I'm thinking I need to forget about college accounts for my kids and just do therapy accounts instead.

Day of Redemption!

Today was my Day of Redemption! The girls and I loaded up and headed back to Houston so Hannah could finally have her special reward day at The Children's Museum. (And don't think I didn't check, double-check and even triple-check the museum hours on their web site before we set out!) We ate lunch at McDonald's on the way there, spent a few hours playing at the museum, then stopped by MeeMaw and Kimpaw's for freshly baked cookies on the way home. M'mmm! Here's a slide show with some highlights of our day. Enjoy!

Mom of the Year (Part 1)

Just so we're clear, the "Part 1" is not because this post is so long that I have to divide it into Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, etc. The Part 1 is because this is my first Mom of the Year moment to post on this blog. Rest assured, however, there will be many more; and as I share those with you, they will become Part 2, Part 3, etc.

Hannah finished the next level in her reading curriculum last week, and our deal is that when she completes a level, she gets to go on a special outing of her choice. Last time, she chose Chuck E. Cheese's; and this time, she chose The Children's Museum in Houston. (The timing was perfect because my car is in the shop getting repaired from the wreck, so I have an almost new Camry in the driveway for a couple of days!) This morning, everyone loaded up and we headed to Houston to celebrate.

Our first stop was MeeMaw and Kimpaw's house for lunch. They had all kinds of delicious treats waiting for us! (Thanks MeeMaw and Kimpaw!) Then we loaded up once again. Destination: Children's Museum. Thanks to the GPS (remember, we were in a rental!) we chose a route that didn't involve Houston freeways, and we easily found the museum. "This is such a perfect day!" I thought as we turned to enter the parking garage.

I noticed right away that the gate was down, so I pulled up to the booth to pay. Then I saw it . . . the empty booth with a note taped to the glass. "Children's museum closed on Mondays except during the holiday season." I don't know what hit the floor first: my jaw or my stomach.

Needless to say, Hannah was devastated when I broke the news to her. When the tears finally stopped flowing, she said, "Can I at least go back to MeeMaw and Kimpaw's house for my special day?" One quick call to MeeMaw and Kimpaw, and our new plan was in place. We headed back to MeeMaw and Kimpaw's, where MeeMaw had powdered donuts and milk waiting for us.

By the time we left, Hannah was smiling again and even climbed the magnolia tree outside the window of Greg's old room, but I still felt like such a loser mom! So stay tuned to read about our "make-up trip" to the Children's Museum!


Thanking God for His grace (and Hannah for hers, too!),