Monday, September 5, 2011
Sir Isaac Newton
We bought a fish. He is sweet. His home is sweet. I'm pretty sure he loves us because we saved him from the three inches of blue dyed water he was living in and moved him into 7 gallons of deluxe fish living quarters.
I sang the moving on up to a deluxe apartment in the sky song to him while driving home to help ease the shock of car travel and additionally to psych him up for the awesomeness that would be his new home. I think it worked because he is living the high life and loving it these days:
I sang the moving on up to a deluxe apartment in the sky song to him while driving home to help ease the shock of car travel and additionally to psych him up for the awesomeness that would be his new home. I think it worked because he is living the high life and loving it these days:
Friday, September 2, 2011
A little late (what's new?)
So my youngest great nephew started school this year. I know what anyone who doesn't know me that well is thinking. I mean how many 23-year-olds have a great nephew? And this crazy girl has more than one?! I do love my family, and I have come to enjoy the confusion/frustration I see on people's faces when I say my great nephew. Then their brow furrows and their eyes crinkle as they try to wrap their heads around the fact that I have a niece and a nephew who are both old enough to have children old enough to start school. Oh, oh, oh SCHOOL. I was talking about school.
One of the best things to come out of the week before the wedding was being home to take Gage to his very first day of Kindergarten. It was so fun. I remembered how nervous I was my first day in my pink outfit with my Barbie backpack. I cried when my mom left me, and I cried again when she left me the next year. Gage is a much braver kid than I was. He is quite literally not afraid of anything. He will eat almost anything and he is never scared to try something new.
Tony and I went swimming with Gage at my house the weekend after the wedding and Tony put his shirt on after we were finished and there was something alive in it! While I was busy freaking out about it, Gage found it, picked it up and proceeded to show it to everyone at the house--it was a frog. I would never have even touched the thing. He showed Tony and I first, then he walked over to the porch and showed it to Dad and Ray, and then he walked to the other side of the yard to show it to my Mom in the driveway. Then we set the little guy free across the street in the big field. I made him wash his hands before he ate, but I don't think he would have if I didn't make him.
So back to the first day of school, he seemed a little nervous at first. That was until he saw the play-doh. His brilliant teacher had set up a tray with a can of play-doh for each child in her class. The second he saw it he completely forgot about us. He loves kindergarten!
And on a completely unrelated note:
I want, I need, oh baby oh baby! I am in love with these shoes! They are from the Bass outlet (just in case anyone feels the inclination).
One of the best things to come out of the week before the wedding was being home to take Gage to his very first day of Kindergarten. It was so fun. I remembered how nervous I was my first day in my pink outfit with my Barbie backpack. I cried when my mom left me, and I cried again when she left me the next year. Gage is a much braver kid than I was. He is quite literally not afraid of anything. He will eat almost anything and he is never scared to try something new.
Tony and I went swimming with Gage at my house the weekend after the wedding and Tony put his shirt on after we were finished and there was something alive in it! While I was busy freaking out about it, Gage found it, picked it up and proceeded to show it to everyone at the house--it was a frog. I would never have even touched the thing. He showed Tony and I first, then he walked over to the porch and showed it to Dad and Ray, and then he walked to the other side of the yard to show it to my Mom in the driveway. Then we set the little guy free across the street in the big field. I made him wash his hands before he ate, but I don't think he would have if I didn't make him.
So back to the first day of school, he seemed a little nervous at first. That was until he saw the play-doh. His brilliant teacher had set up a tray with a can of play-doh for each child in her class. The second he saw it he completely forgot about us. He loves kindergarten!
And on a completely unrelated note:
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