Tuesday, August 02, 2011

Starting Kindergarten

Tomorrow morning starts Ava's first day of Kindergarten. She has been a couple of times for screening and for a half day, but tomorrow is the beginning (well continuation since she did PreK) of her school career. She is very excited, but a little nervous. She has a new teacher, Mrs. Lea Ann, and her one concern is that they don't have "enough centers" for all the kids. (Do I have a future teacher on my hands?)

As she starts school, I find myself thinking that I can't believe she is already starting school and almost 5 years old. How time flies.

Ava- As you go through your school career, I hope you continue to have as much enthusiasm as you do now. Your love of learning and trying new things will take you far if continue to have that drive. I hope you always have a love of reading. It would be so great if all students went to every grade with the want that you have right now to go to kindergarten. I love you. Good luck in school! ~ Mommy

P.S. Your teacher is in for a treat! :)

Oh the Places You'll Go

by: Dr. Seuss
Today is your day.
You're off to Great Places!
You're off and away!

You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes.
You can steer yourself
any direction you choose.
You're on your own. And you know what you know.
And YOU are the guy who'll decide where to go.

You'll look up and down streets. Look 'em over with care.
About some you will say, "I don't choose to go there."
With your head full of brains and your shoes full of feet,
you're too smart to go down any not-so-good street.

And you may not find any
you'll want to go down.
In that case, of course,
you'll head straight out of town.

It's opener there
in the wide open air.

Out there things can happen
and frequently do
to people as brainy
and footsy as you.

And then things start to happen,
don't worry. Don't stew.
Just go right along.
You'll start happening too.


You'll be on your way up!
You'll be seeing great sights!
You'll join the high fliers
who soar to high heights.

You won't lag behind, because you'll have the speed.
You'll pass the whole gang and you'll soon take the lead.
Wherever you fly, you'll be best of the best.
Wherever you go, you will top all the rest.

Except when you don't.
Because, sometimes, you won't.

I'm sorry to say so
but, sadly, it's true
that Bang-ups
and Hang-ups
can happen to you.

You can get all hung up
in a prickle-ly perch.
And your gang will fly on.
You'll be left in a Lurch.

You'll come down from the Lurch
with an unpleasant bump.
And the chances are, then,
that you'll be in a Slump.

And when you're in a Slump,
you're not in for much fun.
Un-slumping yourself
is not easily done.

You will come to a place where the streets are not marked.
Some windows are lighted. But mostly they're darked.
A place you could sprain both your elbow and chin!
Do you dare to stay out? Do you dare to go in?
How much can you lose? How much can you win?

And IF you go in, should you turn left or right...
or right-and-three-quarters? Or, maybe, not quite?
Or go around back and sneak in from behind?
Simple it's not, I'm afraid you will find,
for a mind-maker-upper to make up his mind.

You can get so confused
that you'll start in to race
down long wiggled roads at a break-necking pace
and grind on for miles cross weirdish wild space,
headed, I fear, toward a most useless place.
The Waiting Place...

...for people just waiting.
Waiting for a train to go
or a bus to come, or a plane to go
or the mail to come, or the rain to go
or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow
or the waiting around for a Yes or No
or waiting for their hair to grow.
Everyone is just waiting.

Waiting for the fish to bite
or waiting for the wind to fly a kite
or waiting around for Friday night
or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake
or a pot to boil, or a Better Break
or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants
or a wig with curls, or Another Chance.
Everyone is just waiting.

That's not for you!

Somehow you'll escape
all that waiting and staying
You'll find the bright places
where Boom Bands are playing.

With banner flip-flapping,
once more you'll ride high!
Ready for anything under the sky.
Ready because you're that kind of a guy!

Oh, the places you'll go! There is fun to be done!
There are points to be scored. There are games to be won.
And the magical things you can do with that ball
will make you the winning-est winner of all.
Fame! You'll be as famous as famous can be,
with the whole wide world watching you win on TV.

Except when they don't
Because, sometimes they won't.

I'm afraid that some times
you'll play lonely games too.
Games you can't win
'cause you'll play against you.

All Alone!
Whether you like it or not,
Alone will be something
you'll be quite a lot.

And when you're alone, there's a very good chance
you'll meet things that scare you right out of your pants.
There are some, down the road between hither and yon,
that can scare you so much you won't want to go on.

But on you will go
though the weather be foul.
On you will go
though your enemies prowl.
On you will go
though the Hakken-Kraks howl.
Onward up many
a frightening creek,
though your arms may get sore
and your sneakers may leak.

On and on you will hike,
And I know you'll hike far
and face up to your problems
whatever they are.

You'll get mixed up, of course,
as you already know.
You'll get mixed up
with many strange birds as you go.
So be sure when you step.
Step with care and great tact
and remember that Life's
a Great Balancing Act.
Just never foget to be dexterous and deft.
And never mix up your right foot with your left.

And will you succeed?
Yes! You will, indeed!
(98 and 3/4 percent guaranteed.)


be your name Buxbaum or Bixby or Bray
or Mordecai Ali Van Allen O'Shea,
You're off the Great Places!
Today is your day!
Your mountain is waiting.
So...get on your way!

Monday, August 01, 2011

Last Bit of Camping Pics - Pool and Feeding Fish

Here is the last section of camping pictures (about time since that was 2 weeks ago!). These are of us enjoying the pool. Ava was a little hesitant, but enjoyed swimming. She kept getting mad because I would make her go under water with me. She still hates getting her face wet. Harrison was very scared at first, but got to where he enjoyed it, especially when I was spinning him around in his swim ring.

Here are a few more of the fish we enjoyed feeding. This was right as we were leaving and the geese joined in on the feeding frenzy. Ava thought all of their honking was funny.

Sunday, July 31, 2011

Just a Boy - Harrison at 19 months

Harrison at 19 months (I realize he has now turned 20 months), but this was a glimpse at how he was at 19 months. All boy, that's for sure!

  • loves Trac-a-naws (Tractors)

  • finicky eater - his tastes change from day to day

  • Wears size 5 diapers

  • Wears 24 month clothes (very few 18 month) and occasionally a 2T

  • peed in the potty one time

  • loves playing "sow-side" (outside)

  • Has a couple favorite shows on TV - Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and the ULTIMATE new fave, Bubble Guppies

  • loves to be read to, especially at night before bed. His favorite books are Tumble Bumble, Goodnight Gorilla, The Little Mouse, the Red Ripe Strawberry, and the big Hungry Bear, Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What do You See?, and The Very Hungry Caterpillar.

  • He mimics Ava a lot, especially with actions

  • He LOVES his Thomas the Train blanket and likes to take it out of bed with him in the morning. If you forget, he says, "Banket."

  • loves to watch traffic go by

  • runs like a sidewinder (sideways)

  • when he does something like drop a cup, he sometimes says, "Oh, Man!"

  • climbs like a monkey

  • likes to have his belly and back rubbed

  • has an ever-expanding vocabulary

  • spends a lot of time dumping out toys

  • likes to roar and try to scare people
He loves eating ice and raids the freezer quite often.

Loves digging in garbage and we are also working on throwing stuff away.