Update !

Here are a few things to mention that have happened in the last few weeks...



First of all, I posted a while back that Isabelle has to match all of the time... well, she blew that theory (a picture is worth a thousand words)

The other day, she and I were headed home from school and we saw a pretty bad wreck and so I stopped and called the fire department. Well, a few days later we had some major flooding in the area and on our way to school we saw a truck in the ditch. Isabelle said, "Mom pull over you need to call 1-9-9." Well, we need to work a little on her emergency response plan, but at least she has the correct numbers?!?!?!?

Isabelle has learned to tie shoes. I know this does not seem like a huge thing to most parents of 4 year olds, but considering that her almost 7 year old brother can not tie, I am pretty impressed. Plus, she wears nothing but flip-flops so I am not sure why she felt the need to learn, but... Anyway, I have been trying to teach Camon for a while now and he has no interest. So, I thought that this just might be the incentive that he needed. I mean why would you want your 4 year old little sister knowing something that you don't. WRONG!!! Now he just thinks that it is neat because he tells everyone that Isabelle ties his shoes. It does not embarass him at all. As a matter of fact, he sees no need to learn now because she will tie them any time he asks her to.

Camon made me a mother's day card where he answered questions about me. He said his favorite thing I wear is a blue dress with pink flowers??? I do not own such a dress. His favorite thing that I cook is fajitas - which I can not get him to touch when I fix them. His least favorite thing I fix is salad - which I NEVER fix. But, the one thing that proved he was my child was that his favorite thing to do with me was...........MATH??? Clint just rolled his eyes, and said, "What a nerd." I thought it was pretty cool myself. Then on his end of the year journal of memories, he put that math was his favorite subject and that it was also what he looked forward to learning about in 1st grade. I just hope he continues to love it.

This past weekend we were with Mandi and her girls. Now, on my side of the family it is Camon and 4 girls (with another on the way). I feel so sorry for him. Anyway, we were walking and he wanted to hold Isabelle's hand, but she already had Katie and Lacie on each side and so she said, "You can hold momma's hand." He quickly poked his lip out and said, "Darn girls!" You want to get on them for saying something like that, but sometimes to control your laughter you just have to bite your lip. This was one of those times. Poor Camon!

And last of all, one thing that mother's dread most in life. The influence of other kids. You try to train your kids "in the way they should go", but then they get into school and you have no control over what they learn from other kids. Anyway, I picked Camon up from school last week and he said, "Mom, Trae said that this is bad." I looked in the rear view mirror and to my horror he was holding up "the sign" - you know the finger...my 6 year old. I was without words at first but knew that I had to say something. So, I said, "Yes, it is very bad. Please do not ever do that." Then he said, "Well, what does it mean?" Oh NO! So, I said "Well, it means that you do not like someone. Sort of like when you stick your tongue at someone, but MUCH worse. It is not nice at all, and I never want you to do that." So, he said, "Well, what if it is an accident. Like if I am holding something and trying to point and have to use that finger." "Put it down and then point or point with another finger", I said. Then I asked him why they were talking about that anyway, and he said that he was balancing his pencil on that finger, and Trae told him it was bad. He said, "But momma I did not mean to. I did not know that it was bad. I am sorry." I guess that I am thankful that he learned that way rather than someone giving him the finger, or telling him what it meant. It sort of made me proud that my children have been so sheltered. I now just hope that he learned his lesson and will not use it again. I am so not looking forward to the teenage years.

Tee-Ball 2008

Well, T-ball season is over. This was Isabelle's first year (and probably last). It was probably also the only year that Camon and Isabelle will be able to play on the same team. I hate that because my sister and I played ball together for years and have so many memories. But, I do not see Isabelle playing ball with the "boys" and definitely do not see Camon playing with the GIRLS!! This may have been Isabelle's last year anyway. She got hurt twice and we had to beg her to play every game after that. I hope that it is not the end of her career. I grew up loving softball season. But, if her career is over I know that there will be something she will love doing. Here are some pictures from the season. Enjoy!!

Isabelle's Preschool Program and "Prize"

Isabelle had her preschool graduation/program yesterday. Believe it or not, we made it through our first one without crying. She and Camon both are a little timid in front of crowds. But, she did great. Partly because she was promised that if she did not cry, she could get her ears pierced. I guess that worked. I am so proud of her. She sang, did the motions, and all without tears. (I even saw a smile now and then)

With her cousins, Katie and Lacie.

BEFORE.......

So, Afterwards, we went and got her ears pierced. She did great, that is until the machine got stuck on her right ear. Then the tears came. Afterwards, I was telling her that she had to keep them in for 6 weeks and then we would go pick out some different earrings. To which she quickly replied, "NO! I will just keep these." Poor thing she thought that new earrings would mean another piercing. Once I explained to her that she would not have to get them pierced again, she calmed down. She is so proud of them. They make her look so grown!!!!

AFTER....

What will I be when I grow up???

Here was the conversation that I had with Camon and Isabelle yesterday. Let me preface it by telling those of you who do not know, that my 24 year old brother is a Fireman and still lives at home with mom and dad. And let me also add that all 4 of his nieces and especially his nephew (Camon) think he is the coolest uncle.

So, Here goes...

Isabelle asked me what her baby sister was going to be when she grows up. I told her that she could be whatever she wanted to be. She would get to choose. So, then I asked each of them that question... "What do you want to be when you grow up?"

Isabelle responded. " I think I will choose to be a momma." How sweet I thought, I hope that you get to be just that!!

Now, Camon's response... "I want to be a fireman because they can walk through fire and not get burned. You know, like Uncle Justin. Then I can just live with you and daddy forever." I had to laugh. Of course I made sure that Justin learned of his nephews admiration for his life choices. To which Justin responded, "He is only six and he has life all figured out." I can not decide if I hope he gets to be just that, or not. Of course a mother never wants her children to leave home, but forever is such a long time....

Then to top is off, Isabelle said "Momma, What do you want to be when you grow up?" I said, "A mommy to three great children." To which she replied, "You are already a mommy, you have to choose something else."