This little one turned one all the way back in June. June 2nd to be exact. The day before we left to visit San Francisco. We rushed a party in before we left. I actually decorated with UNO cards and decorated a very fantastic cake to look like an UNO card (get in UNO=1)

note:my computer screen is in desperate need of calibration. I edit pictures and they look fine on my PC and then I check on the MAC and they have a total color cast. I hope to get it fixed soon. Just know that I know and it is totally bugging me. I wish I had PS on the MAC.


The 3 year!


Peanut is seriously my hero, I don’t mean to go on like some crazy over proud mother, but I am truly amazed by my 8 year old.  


(first day of school at a new school, in a new state)

Our conversation before school

me: are you nervous?

Peanut: nope, not all.

me: really?

Peanut: why would I be it’s just school?


I go on to think, but who will you play with at recess? who will you sit by at lunch? How will you know what to do?


She is my hero, so confident in herself and who she is, that it would be okay to sit by herself at lunch, it would be okay to play at recess on the monkey bars alone.  I wish I could be more like her. 

 goodbye1 goodbye2

For memory sake: oops! thinking Peanut was registered, even calling the office a week before school to make sure and them telling me she was.  And then to find out the evening before school that Peanut was not registered and did not have a teacher.  This error resulted in a mad rush to find birth certificates, immunization records, and proof of residency.  Sounds easy? It wasn’t nothing was in our favor.  The only thing I had on hand was her birth certificate.  But in the end it all worked out and she was able to attend school the next morning after some frantic calls to Dr. offices, renting real estate agents (her name was mistakenly left off our lease, and it needs to be on there for school purposes), and calls to utility companies for proof of residency. The office secretary went on to tell me that if she was in 1st or 2nd grade she would have to go to a different school because those grades were full.

  All is good! and she loves her teacher, who actually lived in Utah for a few years! a total plus in Peanut’s eyes.



I am so behind and the thought of catching up overwhelms me. How about when school starts on Wednesday, I will get back to posting. sound goods to me.