You could read about the last day of school for Wade and Isaac. That post would be titled, "Dance Festival." There would be pictures like these:
Of Wade and his awesome teacher, Mrs. Larson.
You should have seen him shake his booty!!
You could read about Paul's high school graduation. That post would be titled, "Paul's High School Graduation." That post would have pictures like these:
Of Paul and his handsome father getting ready to go!
Of Paul, refusing to give me ONE good picture.
Of Paul, my little man, graduating from high school. Big day.
They came all the way from Rexburg to be with us for graduation!!
It was gone in three days.
You could read about the graduation party we had for Paul. That post would be titled, "Graduation Celebration." It would have pictures like these:
Of Wyatt playing with the balloons we got to decorate with.
He had WAY fun.
before the party.
Of the sign Dennis made and hung up for Paul's party.
Of the backyard, all dressed up and ready to go!
Paul is eating rice with his fingers.
We had forks...
Kate and Melody are putting the helium to good use.
You could read about Paul's random shennanigans. That post would be titled, "If You Give a Boy a Sharpie...and a cup and a paper umbrella..." That post would have a picture like this:
when I came home from work one afternoon.
You could read about how organized Isaac is. This post would be titled, "There's Still Room for Me! I'm Little!" There would be a picture like this one:
I asked him where he was going to sleep, and he said, "There still room for me!
You could read about Wade and Isaac's swimming lessons. Which really isn't all that exciting, unless you consider that Wade and Isaac have both taken their respective levels twice before, and finally passed them off!! That post would be titled, "Houston, We Have Lift Off!" That post would have pictures like these:
I certainly didn't inherit my (plump) figure from either of them!!
plunges underwater to retrieve something.
He loves to retrieve things. Now that he's not
scared to go in the water.
Like he was the past two years.
Of Wade doing his incredible front crawl.
You could read the post called, "Now You See Them, Now You Don't!" You could guess what Kate did this week! There would be pictures like these:
Of Kate BEFORE
she got her Wisdom Teeth removed.
Kinda bad day...
I DIDN'T put up the pictures when she looked
She would've killed me.
You could read the very last post, which would be called, "One Flew Out Of the Cuckoo's Nest, or Flying the Coop, or Leaving Home for the First Time." That post might make me start to cry. Because I would remember my little man the day we brought him home from the hospital, and he was so small. And I would remember the day he learned to ride his bike without training wheels. And I would remember the day he stabbed me in the rear with a pencil because I wouldn't let him have cookies before dinner. And I would remember how tender he was with Kate when she was a baby. And I would remember his first day of school. And I would remember helping him with his math homework. And I would remember him leaving the lights on all night. And I would remember him wrestling with Wade and Isaac and all the neighborhood kids. And I would remember that this is a really hard day for a mom, but a really HUGE and exciting day for a young man. And I will remember to pray for him and hope that he's happy and that he knows how much we love him. And there would be some pictures like these:Of my blessings
Of me crying while Dennis takes a picture
Dennis takes a picture.
Right before we left to take Paul to the airport.
Of Paul and Wade and Isaac at the airport.
Of Dennis and Paul at the airport.
You can't see me crying behind the camera
and embarrassing Paul.
one last picture!!"
So you choose. Just read the one (or two) you might be interested in. But think of me fondly as you read, and know that I have a whopping headache from the busy and emotional weeks I've had!!
Oh. Dennis just brought me a bowl of freshly picked cherries. I feel better already.