“I saved the day!”

“How?”

“I kissed grandma AND I wore a cape!”

Bigweld to his sister on the way to The City this afternoon.

American Airlines Flight 11

United Airlines Flight 175

American Airlines Flight 77

United Airlines Flight 93

World Trade Center

Pentagon

Shanksville

2993 Dead

Millions Affected

Terrorism

19 Hijackers

Al-Qaeda

Patriotism

Heroes

September 11, 2001

Well, it happened…we actually made it to the night before kindergarten.  The boys are asleep and The Pilot and I are discussing what “kindergarten” means to our family.  It means that the boys have learned to sleep through the night, eat solid food, walk, talk, run, use the toilet, argue, antagonize their sister, and stand on their own  (with each other, of course).  They are developing into two little men…two amazing men.

I hope that kindergarten gives them an understanding of letters, numbers, and playground etiquette.  I also hope that their classmates (and teacher) see them as two different guys.  I hope that they have fun…

Boys, we are so excited for you to be entering the world of education.  We trust that it will be a positive experience (for all of us!).

My dinner plate hibiscus is blooming.  It is more of a dessert plate hibiscus this year.  I’m not sure what’s going on there.  My tomatoes are a plenty, but they won’t ripen.  Someone helped themselves to MY pears.  And, the apple trees aren’t producing like they have in years past.  How am I to stock my freezer if the plants aren’t cooperating?  They must be in cahoots with my kids.

The boys have informed me that they are ready for school (kindergarten) to start.  I think they just miss the glue sticks and water table.  Violet is looking for something to do everyday, so she figures she’s ready to start 3rd grade.  I am ready for the schedule of it all.  I really like a schedule; without one I find myself still in my pjs at lunchtime.  And, it isn’t a pretty sight!

The Pilot is flying (he might actually be in a hotel room by now- either way, he’s out of town).  He is ready for the kids to return to school.  This year we will have 3.5 hours per day to ourselves.  That’s a whopping 17.5 hours of child-free, house clean, quiet, all to ourselves time!  I am giddy with anticipation!  Oh, the things I can (but only if I want to) do.

My parents are still parent-sitting.  Dementia (my grandma) and brain cancer (her husband) are not pretty.

That’s it…I’m off to roll out the play-doh.

I am going to be in Portland this weekend.  I would love to see all of you.  I will be at Sock Summit space 1204.  It looks like it should be a lot of fun (or just plain overwhelming).  I am looking forward to seeing this yarn, these bags (yes, that is a shameless plug for my own product), and this lady.

Hope to see you there!

Waiting for sheets to dry is like watching a pot boil… IT NEVER HAPPENS!

Today the boys are five years old.

Bigweld loves to ride his bicycle WITHOUT training wheels.

Herbie loves to ride his scooter.

They both love to build Lego creations.

They are becoming two very different little boys.

They love to spend time with us one on one.   Bigweld always wants to race home and tell Herbie all about the outing.

They adore their sister.

I am so excited that we have kept them alive for 5 whole years!  Congratulations to me!   And, Happy Birthday, Boys!

P.S.  Happy Sunday, JS!

XXXV

7 X 5

All of your fingers and toes plus your brother’s fingers and five of his toes.

Thirty Five

35

Anyway you put it, I’m 35 today.

Happy Birthday to me!