My darling girl. Oh, how you make my heart happy. I will always remember the time you asked me to wake you up early so you could go with me to the beach to see the sun come up on Easter. I love you so much, and I can't think of a happier way to spend my time than holding your hand and walking together talking about life.
We just came back from a whirlwind trip to Atlanta for Daney's wedding.
My poor Texas babies. We were walking around Decatur on a beautiful but chilly morning before the wedding, and Birdie says, "I know this is Hotlanta, but I am freezing!"
This was Birdie's first wedding. She was counting down the days for about a month.
She was definitely into it. Are you surprised?
Oh, my darling boy. This sweet, sweet child had just gotten over a nasty stomach bug the day before. I almost left the boys at home because he was so sick, but he really wanted to go. He did fine on the flight and at the wedding. Little did I know, 7 hours after this, we'd be requesting all new linens for the hotel room bed from the projectile...um, grossness. Too much partying, not enough recovering.
The best table in the house:
Look who was handed a bouquet from the bride herself?
For school picture day, this was the outfit he picked out. When we got the pictures back, they had put down his collar (he has always worn it popped since he was a baby and did it himself) and his signature ponytail (seriously, everyone knows him by this ponytail look and some of the other kids have started wearing it) was cut out of the picture. I was bummed that he had put so much thought into it and they changed it, so I figured we'd recreate it. And, voilà! Here's his official kinder photo.
And now for my most favorite part that I've been waiting 5 1/2 years for...my kinder family pics are complete!
Winston has been doing so well in school. He gets a daily behavior chart mark. A couple of times a week, he gets a "wow!" which means he's gone above and beyond for the day. I told him that once he earned his 10th one, he'd get a special gift from our favorite toy store. He picked out this cool Angry Birds bow and arrow set.
Ski goggles and Momma's gloves. Now he's official.
Before Birdie started kindergarten, I taught her to explain her name by saying, "Birdie, like a bird." She talks in such a soft little voice and some people think it's "Bertie," so I offered that as a solution to help people understand what she was saying.
Following that explanation, Winston (who was 3 at the time), called her "Birdielikeabird" for about a year.
Here's Birdie's first big art assignment from her fancy art class she's taking. She promptly mailed it off to Big Daddy and Bebe. At least she let me take a picture of it first.