days of nuwanda

Preschool begins

Last week Harrison started preschool--5 days/week, all morning. He was super psyched and ready to jump in, in true Harrison style.

In the past I would've thought my youngest heading off to preschool would seem more momentous, but the day came and went without much fanfare, besides the photos and his excitement, of course. I guess watching my kids grow up becomes more normal over time, so to speak. It's sorta old hat to watch them go off to school, getting used to a new environment, making new friends, and doing just fine for a few hours without me.

Maybe it's a mother's pride that makes this transition easier--pride in how well they are doing, how they're growing up into these established, well-rounded people, pride in the part I've played in getting them ready...

Lord, thank you for these amazing children. :)

99% sweet, 1% rotten

My colorful little child

It's been a while since Harrison had a black eye or a goose-egg on his head, so he was due. Last Thursday he got whacked by a frisbee at close proximity and somehow it cut him and gave him a nice colorful bruise. Why oh why must all his injuries be near the eye????? Thank you, Lord, for looking out for my little maniac!

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MI beaches are beautiful even when it's cold

We were in MI last week w/ my parents over spring break, and of course we were wondering why we usually find ourselves heading NORTH for spring break, but oh well. :) It wasn't too cold and didn't snow, so that's something. We visited our favorite beach--our little piece of heaven every July 4th for fireworks--and found it to be just as beautiful even though it was about 40 degrees. And no, we did not stick our toes in the water. Our lips turned blue just standing next to the water; standing in it did not seem wise. :) I do love my Michigan!

I get this a lot...

This is the "too cool to smile for Mom" look :)

Three distinct individuals

Sibling thumb connection?

I have slacked off on posting kid quotes, and I apologize for that. I do write them all down, and someday I'm gonna publish a strange book that will raise a few eyebrows and worry people about my child-rearing ideas :) but for now, here you go.

Yesterday Grace went to her friend's house after church. A little while later on the drive home,  Harrison realized she was gone and said, "My thumb always gets hot when I miss Grace. Feel it, Mom. It's hot..." His thumb felt normal to me, and I have no clue where he got such a weird notion, but it's sweet how he always misses her. Grace is definitely his best friend. :)

Enjoying spring

The weather is still gorgeous--84 degrees and sunny as I type--and it's hard not to be outside doing something, anything. Harrison's giving the old tricycle a workout and it about ready for a bigger bike. Wow, he's growing so fast..."I love you, Mom, but you're crazy!" is what I hear from this boy every single day. It's our love language between him and me, and I love the twinkle in his eye when he says it. 

Showing the love

Grace & Harrison are so willing to pose for pictures. In fact, they usually say, "Hey, Mom, take our pic!" instead of me asking. Jacob, on the other hand, disappears whenever there is a camera out. So if it seems like I only have two children, well, my oldest is still here, honest, just missing from photos. :)

The silliness is strong with these two