"Home is the place where, when you have to go there, they have to let you in."

-- Robert Frost

Tuesday, June 23, 2015

is she really going to first grade?

See? They just keep getting older. I'm not really okay with that.

This ray of sunshine had an adorable musical presentation for her kindergarten graduation.

I think that girl was pretty darn please that her dad was sitting in the audience.

She's love this teacher more than life itself.

And I couldn't be more grateful for teachers that make every day exciting and eager to learn.

I'm not even going to think about how much I'm going to miss her coming home to spend her afternoons with me next year.

Charlotte is going to be lost without her.

But boy, do I ever adore that girl of mine.

A kindergarten baby stuck in the gravy no more!! ;)

Monday, June 22, 2015

fifth grade continuation

This boy could not have adored this teacher more.

Moving from elementary school to middle school is a big deal.

I'm not sure he looks big enough to me.

And yet as he walked across that stage, he suddenly look all grown up.

He's got big plans.

Let's get a closer look.

I just love how he soaks up science, history and math. He's one of my favorite people in the whole wide world. Don't know how he got old enough to move out of the elementary school, though.

Way to go, Grant!

Thursday, June 18, 2015

just janie

Cleaning out the barrage of after school take homes.

And what do I do with projects like these?

Did I mention Janie has her own standard of work ethic?

I think they were supposed to draw a refrigerator and label some foods in spanish.

Let's just take a look at that detail.

Yep, that's Janie.

Wednesday, June 17, 2015

graduation celebration

A really great committee of moms took on the task of celebrating our seniors.

I couldn't have been more appreciative of women who held to simplicity, delegated to ease everyone's burden, and pulled off a fabulous celebration. What a joy to work with them.

Love every one of these kids and the beauty they bring to our lives.

Tuesday, June 16, 2015


The morning before my own graduation, I stood with my dad on our front porch. I remember him telling me that after graduation, I would probably never see 90% of the people I had shared those short years of my life with.

I didn't want him to be right.

It has always struck me how four short years can seem so monumental yet be so small on this long road of life.


Even in an unpleasantly cold rain, this is the best cheering section ever.

We found her there in the back row with the blue stole.

She stood to be recognized as a high honor recipient.

I think a huge weight just lifted off her shoulders.

She even gave me a heel click off the field. That's my girl!

I think she's a little bit of a teacher's pet.

Man, I hope for her that my dad's words are wrong. I will miss seeing every one of these kids as they trickle off to do great things.

I could feel her heart breaking as she was saying final goodbyes to some she'd not see for a really long time.

We couldn't be prouder to call her ours.

And then to celebrate and soak in the fact that they are mine, right here, right now, for just a minute longer.

Congratulations Celia! You did it!!