And the Best Uncle Award goes to.......

Last night was a special night for Luke. Now that he is 6 years old he is old enough to watch Star Wars. His Uncle Jeremy is a HUGE Star Wars fan and has been waiting to share this movie with Luke for some time now. (I am a bit overprotective and have kept Luke's movie viewing to all animated movies until now---well, except Lion King because that is so scary!)

Luke and Daddy met up at Uncle Jer Bear's (family name for Jeremy---if you repeat it to him we'll have to kick you in the shins) house. When they arrived, Uncle Jeremy had purchased a Star Wars action figure set for Luke. He said that you can't watch Star Wars without a Hans Solo so he had gone out searching for this set. Luke is now the very proud owner of a Dark (Darth) Vader, Princess Lea, Bobofet, Chewbaca, and Hans Solo. Forgive me if I spelled any of those names wrong but I haven't ever seen the movies. I was Princess Lea for Halloween once but only because I had long hair and it could be put in buns.

Anyway, the boys got home around 10:30 p.m. which is a treat for Luke since he is normally in bed between 7:30 and 8 p.m. I get him situated in bed and he is all excited and telling me every detail he can remember from the movie. Here's the conversation:

Mommy: Luke, you've got to calm down and go to sleep. It is late.

Luke: I know Mommy. I just love that movie so much. I saw Star Wars 4.

Mommy: I am glad you liked it. Are you going to dream about it tonight?

Luke: I sure hope so.

Luke has the best Uncle ever.

Now, Isaac is sooo wanting to be 6 years old so he can watch the movie too!

God's design

Monday's conversation:

Luke: Mommy, wouldn't it be funny if God gave girls pee pees and didn't give them to boys?

Mommy: Yep, it'd be hilarious.

Luke: I'll teach you how to go potty standing up!

Mommy: Thanks, Luke.

WW Week 4

Lost 1 pound. That makes my total 8 pounds. I did the math wrong before. 2 pounds a week. Not bad!

Random Ramblings

Today Luke said the following to me:

"Mommy, if I had a pet monkey I would take him to Uncle Jer Bear's house and he would play the drum with two hands."

OK. Then, he immediately followed that random thought with this one:

"Mommy, if I had a pet lion, the whole family would need a sword, helmet, and shield to keep him from biting you. I wouldn't need one though because I am brave."

Did I take crazy pills this morning???

1st Grader

Luke's last day of Kindergarten was today. I remember taking him to school on that first day and being so nervous for him. He had told me the night before that he was scared because he didn't have any friends. We prayed that God would give him a friend and I told him that his very best friend was Jesus and He was always going to be with him. I remember walking behind his class down to his classroom that first morning and feeling like I wasn't sure he (I) could handle all this.

Today he came bounding out of the door of the school with a huge smile and hug for me. He has done such a great job in school this year and thoroughly enjoys it. It has been both a challenge and a fun time for him. He is reading so well (thank you Aunt Sarah) and loves to draw and write. He had great friends from great families. His teacher has been firm with the class and expects a lot out of them. This was a perfect fit for Luke.

I walked behind him again today, on his last day of school, as he rode his scooter back home. He screamed goodbye to his friends sitting in the car pool line and ran back inside to hug his teacher. I am grateful for Jesus being his best friend and watching over him this year. Luke isn't my little Kindergartener anymore, he is my big 1st grader.

WW Week 3

I forgot to post my weight loss/gain from last week. I gained 1.8 so that was disappointing. I realized that you cannot eat a salty meal the day before weigh in. So, this week I really watched it and lost 3.6. That's a total for three weeks of 7.6 pounds. Hooray!

Isaac the Robot

Isaac is our funny one. He is the typical middle child seeking attention and trying to make everyone laugh. He is also small so that makes him even more funny.

The other day we were picking up the downstairs living room and Isaac was doing his usual--the I'll move around so you think I'm working but I'm really just picking stuff up and putting it back down again. Chris catches on and tells Isaac to get moving. Here's the conversation that followed:

Isaac: Daddy, I have a switch on my back that makes me move really fast and pick stuff up.

Daddy: Really? Well, turn it on and let's go.

Isaac: I can't. It's broken. (pretends to flip a switch up and down on his back then shrugs his shoulders)

Daddy: I have a Mr. Pop fixer that can make it work. (Mr. Pop is our wooden spoon used for spanks--admittedly hasn't been used in a loooongg time which is probably why Isaac showed no fear. Chris taps Isaac on the arm with Mr. Pop.)

Isaac: That made it work a little bit. (fiddles with "switch") Nope. Still broken.

Daddy: Here. Let me try that again a little harder. (walks toward Isaac)

Isaac: It's working! (flips switch, makes engine noise, picks up toy and runs upstairs)