Summer is waxing and waning. My toes are still polished with "Catherine the Grape" but those days are drawing to a near for the year 2008. The kids are wearing light jackets in the mornings. Michael is beginning to clean up the garden, fall preparations are underway... Our first summer in this house drawing to an end. It's been good. It's been stinkin' hot but the shade of the back yard and having our own play set has made it significantly better. Mia had picture day at "school" on Thursday. This time around the pictures were on a live pony. Wasn't sure how that was going to go given her love/hate relationship with animals. She loves them from a distance, get her anywhere in close proximity and she freaks... I didn't feel any great need to go all out on the cowgirl thing but I certainly wanted her to "fit" the part. Of course, fearing the worst, she loved it! She was disappointed, in fact, that the pony wasn't there the following day. Said pony was either black and brown, blue and red or just plain blue according to Mia. We're having a few problems learning our colors... This picture was all I could get at home, before she put her white shirt on. Not sure she still had the hair clip in her hair for the "formal" picture either...
Wednesday was hair cut day in preparation for pictures. Her bangs were getting long so it was perfectly timed. I haven't had mine cut since end of December so thought I'd get mine cut too. Cut was an understatement... Chopped, drastically. I really like it. It's short and manageable. It looks sylish without having to work at that look! Friday, Michael took his work team (two women) on a surprise "fun activity"; a team building event that CapOne likes to allow their employees to do once in a while. I was invited along as a special guest! We rode Segway's in downtown Richmond. It was a perfect day weather wise and in regards to company. Michael is still his adventurous but safely inclined self. He's the only one of the four of us who didn't have a Segway mishap! Saturday soccer day! This time we had an early pitch time with pictures both individual and team preceding. We also had drastically different weather than last week; it was cool and crisp. Sweatshirt weather. Our young Grasshopper did rather well. One of the coaches noticed that Nikolas will only kick the ball with his right foot so he's best to position himself on the right side of the ball. Keen observation!
Our Saturdays at the soccer pitch! And it was a stinker this morning; bloody hot! Sweat profusely, sitting in a puddle hot.
Nikolas had his first game of the fall session this morning. The coach handed out uniforms and the kids practiced for about 20 minutes before challenging the Thunderbirds. Coach Scott is a great coach and has the kids learning and having fun. Nikolas scored two goals! Yeah Nikolas! He was incredibly excited and so proud of himself. We kept Mia entertained under the shade of the golf umbrella with her pink purse from GG and a water bottle. Who needs toys when one has a water bottle; open, drink, pour, close. Repeat. Not sure the grass needed as much water as it got... The beads of sweat on her little button nose, so cute. And this, the latest of their fascinations; sleepovers. This is truly one of the only times that they can play together amicably. One of the only times that I'm not after them to share, or to stop thumping around, or to stop bullying each other, etc. Every day, several times a day, I hear this pleading "Nik-oh-wace, can we have a sweep ovah?" A first for me; flowers on my African violet. I have had this particular plant for years! Mummy brought it to me when we moved into our first house here in Richmond about 7 or 8 years ago. It has moved around with us, where ever we went. And never bloomed. Until now. Perhaps it likes this house most?
Nikolas is having his first child only playdate. I'm having my first coronary... It is very difficult to just let them do their own thing and not intervene or offer up my opinion. After getting them off the bus we came home and had some cherry Jello for snack. Simple, easy, nothing doing on my part. Mizzy Boo proudly sat at the counter, chuffed that the boys were allowing her to be present. We then did a "science experiment" with string, food coloring and paper. The science part of the project went right out the window. But, they seemed to enjoy it and I don't have a multi-colored kitchen or kids. Next, free play. It all began with Hot Wheels and has morphed into dress ups (Nikolas is an astronaut while Carter is a Transformer) with the light sabers being swung with quite ferociousness. In between the two, we took a break to work on a scrapbook project; waiting for the bus. I had loosey constructed a single 12 x 12 page for them to put together of their first day, awaiting the big yellow bus.
I think I now know why God gave me a girl as a second child rather than the two boys I thought would be fun to have... That said, I still want to have an "open door" and have the kids hang out here. I will need many lessons in "watching from a distance". Probably in more realms than just play dates...
It's time to send Carter home so that we can have other friends over for dinner... Promise, I'll post more pictures later.
Another rite of passage. A big milestone. A big step onto a big yellow school bus. Not a backward glance. And off he went. Mia, Michael and I standing there. Waving. My Little Fellow is not so little anymore. He's a school kid. My first one. First born. Off to the big wide world of school; peer pressure, outside influences (and corruptions), learning, growing, exploring...
Poor thing got off to a bit of a misguided panicky start this morning. He comes running into our room, a minute before his alarm was to go off, tearing his PJ's off as the bus heads down the street. "My alarm didn't go off, I'm going to miss the bus." And just as he finishes the sentence, the buzzing of his alarm. Don't worry, buddy, the bus isn't here for you, you have plenty of time. Michael had ironed his shirt and shorts for him which we laid out. New shoes finished off the outfit. Cereal bowls had been put out the night before. A healthy "St.John's Breakfast Soup" began the day for our kindergartener, fortifying him for his big day. It was a cool, crisp fall like morning this morning for our first trek to the school bus stop. We were the first from our neighborhood to arrive. A family we didn't know with their three boys arrived shortly there after. Carter, our neighbor down the street, in Nikolas' class, arrived next. We all took pictures; individually and together. We all waited. The bus came, pulled around, opened the doors and off he went. No kiss. No hug. No tears. No drama. Just like that. He did mumble this evening something about just one tear.
I worked today so I wasn't there to pick him up from the school bus. He went to Rainbow Station. We made an evening of it, celebrated a little. Went to Build-A-Bear and built a bear of his choosing. A little outfit too. A cute little pair of Sketchers shoes for "Prince Charming's" feet. Then some Maggiano's dinner. A giant meatball and a bowl of spaghetti for the well worn Kindergartener! Then home for our newly established tradition; first day of school cake. A cake we made together to celebrate this special occasion that will take place for years to come!
Homework too! On the first day! He had to fill in the blanks to write a story about his first day of school. Something that will be a memorable treasure in his scrapbook! The kids went to bed and Michael and I were left to fill out yet another mountain of forms! Volunteer for the school options, volunteer for the classroom options, emergency contacts for the 10th time, fund raising options, bus pick ups for the 5th time, etc..