After a wonderfully long Labor Day weekend filled with horrible decisions made on a kids' Redbox movie, a wonderful road trip to Winfield for some fun at the "castle park", some amazing BBQ courtesy of my lovely husband and lots of beautiful, adorable, sweet and funny moments to fill the spaces between, we launched into our first full week of September. September is the month that my big boys have been waiting for ALL summer...1st days of school!!! X-man lamented toward the end of last school year, "but, WHY do we have to have a summer break?" Gokey has peed his pants with excitement all summer long...no, really, he has peed his pants over and over. Maybe not in excitement and more in a form of regression since baby brother has arrived, but that's a whole different story. I had no doubts that X-man would fall right back into the routine. I know that he will always excel in school...he loves it...he was made for it and we have been blessed with the world's best preschool teachers who are patient enough to answer his unending questions. I was anxious about how Gokey would do, though. He is our sensitive soul...maybe even a little bit of a momma's boy. He spent all year last year longing to go to school with his big brother, but I worried that when the time came that those big, sloppy tears would pool up in his big brown eyes and we would both be a mess.
|My, how he's grown...|
|This is how we get in and out 2 times a day !|
Wednesday brought X-man's first day. He was happy that he was going, especially after being left behind the day before, but it was a much more contained excitement. He's the big man, afterall...no need for big displays of emotion when you are ALMOST 5 years old! He took it all in stride, dutifully handed out his hugs upon arrival and then dove right in with his classmates, whom he was very glad to see again. So we are into the school year full swing!
|Mr. Big and Mr. Cool (try to ignore Mr. Cool's backward pants :)|
And more on the baby front...he's growing like a weed! Had our 6 week check up with midwife, Deidre, and he tipped the scales at 11 lbs 14 oz and is 22 inches long. Despite my daily pleadings to slow down, he continues to grow and change. He is resembling a chunky infant now and leaving that fleeting newborn stage behind. So sad to see it go, but it's traded for these beautiful smiles that make his momma's days bright. I think this one is going to be trouble...he has a smirk unlike any of the other kids and he raises his little eyebrow flirtatiously as he does it. The girls will be swooning one day (this one already is). :)