Flippin' for Fruit Loops

Jackson had a blast making a fruit loop necklace at school last week. He patiently waited until we got home to eat it so that I could get a picture of it to preserve for posterity. Because he waited for me to get these priceless pics, I happily let him eat them before lunch(GASP!). I think I might have had an even better time watching him eat his necklace than he did eating it!

First Shiner

Bryan took Jack to the pool on Monday night to get the wiggles out before bed. Jack LOVES the pool, not only because it is the ONLY way to cool off in this $#%&*! heat, but because he knows absolutely everyone there. It reminds me of the show Cheers when Norm would enter the bar and everyone would shout "Norm!" When there is an opportunity to meet someone new(gasp!), Jack is on top of it...smoozing the moms with small talk(What's up? You been busy?), squirting the dads with his water gun and showing the other kids how it's done because no one has it together quite the way Jack does. Well, back to Monday night. He met a new little boy, Tristan, who is 5. Everything is going along swimmingly(did I really just use that pun?)until Tristan tries to throw his snorkle mouthpiece into the pool, but misses and hits Jack SQUARE IN THE EYE! Yep, folks...in the eye. Not only did it cut him on the inner eyelid and below his eye, he woke up Tuesday morning(just in time for his first day of school) with a shiner. Sweet.

First Day of School

Jack attended his first day of preschool on Tuesday. He will be going to Calvary Christian school near our home and is SO excited! Here are some pics from our trip to school.

A Good Morning Parfait...breakfast of champions AND little learners!


Holding hands with a proud Daddy.


I'm big! I can do it myself!



Saying goodbye is bittersweet for Mom and Dad.



A new chapter has begun.

3 Minutes

What can happen in just 3 minutes while a preschooler paints unattended? A living masterpiece!




And here he is getting an outdoor shower to clean himself up! FYI, washable paint does NOT always wash off completely.

Mommy when I grow up...

At the ripe old age of 3, Jack and I regularly have conversations about what he would like to be when he grows up to be a "daddy." Usually, it is a paleontologist or Spiderman, but on this day, he decided that he would like to be a guitar strumming, football playing Cowboy. We recently converted our loft into a playroom, so now everything Jack loves most is all in the same place replacing hunting for a lost toy or costume with LOTS and lots of creative, imaginative play. These are the moments my heart will remember forever....watching my son strum his Elmo guitar in a much too small jersey singing the Itsy Bitsy Spider. Almost seems a shame that little boys have to grow up, doesn't it?