**This is the first of many catch-up posts and at this point, we're halfway through the school year. Still bittersweet to see these pictures and the milestones my boy has crossed.**
Check out this big kid on his first day of Kindergarten! He was up with the sun first thing in the morning, dressed, breakfast, and on pins and needles to go. We paced ourselves to allow for a rush of cars at the school for his first day. I wanted to park and walk him in (and snag a few pictures) and watch him react.
Even with my careful planning, Harrison was the first in his class that morning. He met his teacher again and handed her her gift along with a hug. She showed him where to put his things and he settled at his table to work on a morning paper. He got right to work, so I kissed him and scooted out. As I pulled away from the school, I choked back tears -- not because I was sad, but happy tears to see him growing and excited for this next stage in his life.
And as part of a new tradition, the "Back to School Fairy" left a surprise on the front steps. A snazzy Lightning McQueen thermos and Tow Mater Pez candy.
Bags and lunch are pack...and a little gift for teacher
He picked out his own outfit -- Daddy was proud!
In front of his new school
Welcome to Kindergarten!
Because of staggered start dates, it was a few days before Harrison got to go back and finish up his first week of kindergarten. He was a champ riding the bus home and we were excited to hear about his adventures!
And just for kicks, here's a quick glimpse of Harrison's first day of preschool a year ago...
It's been entirely too long since I've dedicated any significant time to this little blog and oh how I've missed it. BUT - it's a new year and with it brings changes. One goal of mine for this new year is to get back into routinely blogging...not because anyone really cares about the little tidbits that happen in our world, but because this blog is for my boys; a kind of virtual scrapbook of sorts.
So I'm going back a ways, like 6 months ago, to catch up -- consider this your warning.
Who am I? I am a wife, a Mama, God's child and still trying to figure out the rest. I am blessed with a wonderful husband -- truly my "better half" -- who is the lover-of-simplicity, non-detail-oriented person whom I am trying to be more like. We live small-town life in the woods of North Florida and enjoy it much. When I have time for myself (not often enough), I like to work in my yard, do crafty things, and shop.
I can't think of another phrase used to describe my husband Justin than "My Better Half." He is truly just that. Aside from the values we are exactly alike in, there are an enormous amount of things that we are counter opposites. All in all, we complement each other well. If there's one thing I've learned over my years in marriage (and am still learning...work in progress), it's that it is hard and takes effort on both parts. However, the good times definitely outweigh the bad. I'm blessed beyond measure for this man who works so hard to provide for our family and be the hero that our boys deserve. He is the down-to-earth, simple life loving person that I'm striving to be more like. I'm grateful that he loves me for me, at my best and at my worst. He makes me laugh and fills our home with joy. I, quite possibly, could go on and on like a lovesick 14-year-old. Thank you Justin for being you and loving me and adoring our children. I know they see Jesus in you and am proud to call you mine.
Tears come to my eyes when I think of my growing family. It took about 3.4 seconds after delivering my first child to realize that this is what God put me on the planet for. With that joy, also came the overwhelming realization of the responsibility that entails...which is still at times overwhelming! To my boys, I am beyond blessed to be called your mother. Hearing the pitter-patter of your little feet first thing in the morning makes my day. My life has been enhanced beyond measure just because of you. You are my Heart.
Harrison Reid is my first-born and there is no truer boyish boy! He is rowdy, rambunctious, and all things dirt and trucks and tractors. He keeps us rolling in laughter with his anecdotes and jokes and silly sayings. My sweet-souled boy. He is now a big preschooler and no doubt this little blog will fill up quickly with stories and photos about his days. I love you, Harrison, and thank you for making me a Mama.
Brigdon David is (at this point) my baby and the sweetest, happiest baby - though I am a tad partial! Even at 9-months-old, he has a good little heart and that gummy smile can bring tears to my eyes. I think back to my pregnancy and how we longed for this baby to be a girl, and were surprised when we were told he was a boy. God created this child, this boy, for our family. I could not imagine our life without him. I love to watch Brigdon interact with Harrison and had no idea how blessed I would be by their love for each other - even at their young ages. Brigdon, thank you for being my baby. I can't wait to fill the pages of this blog with your little life story. God has big things in store for you.