Picture day!

Lia had her 1st school pictures taken last week. It was so funny, she kept asking how she should pose, I was amazed she had so many! She got mad because I kept giggling. I love the fact that she is so confident. Had to post a few of her pictures. She loves the shirt she got from Mor Mor and her favorite part is the sparkly belt.

October update!

Lia is loving kindergarten...well by Friday she is pretty done and wants to stay home. It has been so fun to watch her learn. She has about 6 sight words she knows and gets pretty excited to see them outside school. We have our first parent conference this Weds. and I was grateful she let us go at night, so Dad gets to go to his first parent conference. The hardest thing Lia struggles with is the friend thing, one minute they are friends and the next they are not. It kills her. The other thing is she struggles to be the one in control and likes telling people what to do...hmmm could that be the reason her friends don't play with her. She'll have to learn. She has some posters up by the table and loves to play school. It's funny to hear how her teacher sounds. I know that to get called on in Lia's class you have to cover your mouth and raise your hand. She will get out her ruler and point to the chart, "okay class what is this letter? I'll raise my hand the "right" way and she goes, good job Cindy I like the way you raised your hand. In the mean time Dad will blurt out the answer and this sends her over the edge. "Sean (as she is shaking her ruler at him, with her hand on her hip) is that how we answer? You need to think about your choices...do you want to lose part of your recess?" Of course he can't help himself and continues to provoke her. She cracks me up. Sam is getting excited for his birthday. We are working on a huge sandbox for him. Railroad ties and a big hole. We'll see how it goes. If he's outside he has either a shovel in his hand or a rope or heaven forbid both. He's obsessed with tractors, especially since Uncle Dustin let him drive his Bobcat alone. Yesturday I made him mad by telling him he had to eat his vegtables at dinner...he said "Mom when we get done we are gonna have to have a talk, because I am angry and mad". Hmm at least he's learning to communicate. Can you tell Mom has been working on not yelling? I have started babysitting again. 3 full time kids and 2 part time. It hasn't been too bad, they are getting used to the rules and me. They aren't used to playing outside and definately not as rough as Sam is used to. He's happy to have kids to play with and I'm happy to not have to spend every minute entertaining him. Plus it forces me to get more orgainized with my time. Not a bad thing.