Grandma Sally came to visit this weekend.  It was very nice and went by a little too fast.  There's something cozy to me about the end of summer weekends and it was great to share one of these breaks from the busy with my mom. No agendas, just relaxing.  I love when life allows for that.

the merri-middle-fielder

Dear boy. Puppy tails and snails for sure. Give him tools- real ones and he is happy.  I once found him with his scooter perched on Marcus' jack stands-"me fixin' my scooter!"  I know that you will not accept your high school diploma and exclaim "me did it!" but sometimes it feels like you will.  Beau, you are in danger of me not letting you grow up. I am tempted to keep my little buddy boy forever little.  So I will kiss your face lots even though you scream, because someday you'll have a beard.  And maybe even a wife.  She may frown upon that.  I guess I should start praying for her.

goings on

Gotta have one of these. This picture makes me look like a "fun" mom.  Really they ask all the time if they can get in Brooks' crib and most of the time I sneer and say "No!" The one time I said yes we had to grab the camera, of course.

Some by the front door pics of Bradie's first day of first grade.  Front door first day photo is a tradition in my family.  My mom even called to make sure we do it :) First grade?! Crazy. My children have some of the funniest expressions.  You saw some of Bradie's in the last post and now some of Beau's.

 Lining up, ready to GO!

 Here's one of Beau's last first day of preschool.  Not sure how that is possible either that my little buddy is four and a half.

I will roll over! I will!  When I feel like it.