I Now Have a Child Going to School ALL Day!

So we had the shortest Summer in history...3 weeks!  That's all I got to recover from Kindergarten and gear up for 1st grade.  We were able to squeeze one family vacation in that amount of time.  We did the annual Hunt Family Trip to Flaming Gorge and camped, boated, wakeboarded, and jetskied to our hearts content.  But back to my Emily.  She isn't very vocal about her feelings so I had no idea how she really felt about going to school all day and having a different teacher and different classmates, etc.  Unlike Abby and I.  We will tell anyone who is willing to listen how we feel at every moment of the day.  It all must have gone well because I never got a phone call while she was at school and was her usual cool and calm self when we picked her up.  [She gets her even-temperament (sp?) from her Dad.]  I guess I was more nervous than she was.  Her favorite part of 1st grade?  Eating lunch at school and having two recesses.

 First day of school smile!

Strike a pose.  First day of school outfit.  Doesn't she look so cute?

 Of course we have to have a pic with lil' sis.

There she goes!  She has the pink princess backpack, in case you couldn't spot her.  And that is her teacher, Mrs. Clayburn.  She has been so sweet and nice.  I think it's going to be a great year!

Running My Butt Off

Well I've decided (after my friend Julie challenged me) to run the half marathon next April. Crazy? Yes. Impossible? Seems so some days.

I have officially been training for almost 2 weeks. It has been going well and surprisingly enough...I am absolutely loving it! I don't know if it is because it is some alone time (on the days I get to go without the girls or the stroller) or if I just really love running. But I do know that when I ran 1.2 miles on Saturday I couldn't stop smiling on my 5 minute cool down walk. This may sound dumb, but I was so stinkin' proud of myself for doing so. It feels so good to feel like I acclomplished something. And I finally feel like I am setting a good example for my girls. When I get back from running, Emily loves to do stretching with me and crunches and push ups. And everytime I pick her up from preschool she asks me if she can do her exercises. Her exercises are riding her bike to the house next door and back two times, running to the same house and back two times, and bouncing on one of those huge balls you sit on to that house and back once. It is so cute.

Anyway, I am very excited (and extremely scared) to run the half marathon in April, but I'm glad I'm doing it! Just a little update for ya.

Funny KoolAid

Okay, so I have to explain something about the title. When Emily started preschool last year we got a packet of stuff that included a recipe for making your own play dough. And the way you color the play dough is with a Koolaid packet. Emily and I have made play dough a couple of times and she loves to play with it.

The next part of the story is that a little while ago I took the girls with me to Hobby Lobby and while we were in the check out line I grabbed some Silly Putty for Emily to play with. I loved it when I was a kid, so I thought it would be fun for her to have some, too. Plus it was like a dollar. Anyway, the other day Emily asks me if I've seen her Funny Koolaid. It took me a moment to realize what she was asking for. Then it hit me that she was asking for her Silly Putty, but in her cute little mind she had come up with the term Funny Koolaid. We still call it that because I think it is so cute that I don't want to correct her.

I know this probably isn't as funny to you as it is to me, but hey, this is my blog afterall. I just love the things she says sometimes.

Emily is turning 4 tomorrow

This morning I went in to wake up Emily and reminded her that her birthday is tomorrow. She says what number am I? Which if you speak Emily, it means, how old am I? I tell her she is three, but will be four tomorrow. She then says, I don't know how to be four. I try my best not to laugh and tell her that she just has to be herself, and that she can do everything she did when she was three, but that she will be learning many more things as a four-year-old. The things she says sometimes.

A Result of Having an Accountant for a Father

Last week I was over at my brother's house hanging out with my mom who was watching my brother's kids. Everyone was in school but their littlest, Madi. I had just picked up Emily from school. Emily was playing in Madi's room and I told Madi to go get Emily for lunch. A couple seconds later they both come down the hall, and as soon as Emily sees me she says, "I was just doing my taxes on the computer." You see everynight Mike gets home from work, he sits down to do other peoples' taxes on our computer in the office. The rest of mine and Emily's conversation went like this:

Mom: "Oh, did you finish them?"

Emily: "Yes"

Mom: "Are you getting any money back?"

Emily: "Yes"

Mom: "How much?"

Emily: (holding up five fingers)

Mom: "Five dollars?"

Emily: "Yes" (and yes, she really does say yes instead of yeah or uh-huh, it's really cute)

Mom: "That's great. That means your withholdings were practically perfect for the year."

Emily: "Yep" (okay, so sometimes she doesn't say yes)

I mean what other three-year-old pretends to do taxes for fun? A three-year-old that idolizes her dad, that's who.