Tomorrow is Clara's last day to be one. Before I burst into inconsolable sobbing, here are some photos from our most recent trip to the cottage.
Breakfast starts out with some toast and jam.
Clara sees me with the camera and starts making funny faces.
She shows me how she can squish me with her thumb and finger.
Then she pretends to ignore me.
Such a ham.
Wait a second. She checks to make sure I'm still giving her my full attention.
I take her out of the high chair and move her onto the yellow kitchen chair.
She isn't happy about the jam, butter, and crumbs smeared all over her face. I wash her off.
Mmmm.... Clean. Much better.
Please don't turn two this weekend, Clara. My heart is breaking right now. I don't think I can take anymore of this growing up. It's killing me.
Monday, September 13, 2010
The kids went back to school last week. They were somewhat more nervous about starting this year as they are attending a new school due to our move over the summer.
But the first day went really well and they all came home happy, which was wonderful. JD said one a scale of 1 to 10 his first day was an 11!
This is my last year with Nathan home full time as he will be starting Junior Kindergarten a year from now. He was quite devastated that he wasn't going off to school on the bus with the big kids this year, as he absolutely hates to get left out of anything. But he's been a good sport, always walking them to the bus stop each morning with Scott and then coming home and asking me, for the sixteen hundredth time, when it is going to be his turn to go to school.