Young Author's Picnic

That young author is Boston.  Zane and I got to have a picnic lunch with him and all of his written stories on Friday. It was so nice to be there with just him (and not any extra siblings - thanks Vicki) and hang out for an hour in the school courtyard. He is a very good writer and it was fun to see how much he had improved on spelling, composition, and handwriting from the beginning of the school year until now. Plus, it didn't hurt that it was a beautiful day.  It was kind of hard for Zane to take the time off of work and since we were down to one car, I really needed him to come and get me to go, so I am so glad it all worked out.  I love all the little plays, picnics, parties, and field days at the end of the school year.  It means that summer is almost here!

What We've Been Up To

In pictures...

One Peaunut Butter Sandwich Later

It took a week and one sandwich to finally pull Boston's other front tooth out!

Ahhh... The Joy of Motherhood

I do love being a mother and I am working on liking it more when times are rough.  I have a great example in my mother.  I am trying to be more like her everyday.  I love her tons.  I love my children tons as well.  This morning, with the help of their dad, they brought me breakfast in bed.  They do it every year and it's is always a huge breakfast - so huge, that they sit in bed and eat along with me.  I like this tradition a lot.  Along with breakfast comes a card that each child signs. They all say sweet things.  This year I got a card with lots of sweet and a little advice.  The advice came from my seven year old with freckles.  Can you guess who?  

He said, "Mom, you are the greatest mom in a million of mom's.  Mom sometimes you yell at me. It hurts my feelings. That is something to work on.  Your a great mom. "  (His spelling)  

So, I have things  to work on, but I am still loved.  That's about all I can ask for.  

A Night at the Ball Park

One Down, One To Go

the before smile

not quite ready yet

dad attempts to take it out

his new toothless grin - can't open his eyes with the flash!

the baby tooth

It was hanging by a thread for several days.  Zane and I kept asking if we could wiggle it and he was having none of that.  He said he would work on it on his own.  After many days (okay, just 3 or 4), he said he would let us help.  So, last night, we delicately went to work on removing one of Boston front teeth.  First Zane pulled and couldn't quite get it.  That freaked Boston out a bit and we had to put some Oragel on it in order to calm him down.  Finally, Zane convinced me that I had the right fingers to do it.  I was a bit hesitant as well, but with one little pull it was finally out.  He was so excited and a bit surprised.  He has the cutest smile now and the other front tooth is now hanging by a thread as well.  He said we can work on that tomorrow night! 

Happy 13

(he always does this)

13 is my lucky number because in spanish 13 is trece (treh-seh) which sounds like Traci.  So, today Zane and I celebrate 13 married years together.  I think it will be a lucky year (even though I know we are going in to our 14).  It's been pretty darn great so far!