Dave & I have been married for 14 years. We have 4 beautiful children that make our lives both enriching & chaotic at the same time. Dakota is 11, & is our absolute people pleaser. Rian is 9, going on 17! Lastly, our ever so sweet & pleasant (LOL) Jack is 4 & Jett is a newborn.
We had a picnic at the park, lots of playdates, and a sleepover or two! Everyone (including yours truly!) was worn out by the end of the week. And on the last night of fall break, I let them crash on the family room couch. Ah...finally, peace and quiet!
Rian-entering 4th grade, and Dakota- going into 6th grade. Or in other words...junior high! Ahhh!!!
Jack was less than thrilled about the prospect of starting school. In fact, for months I had been trying to get him excited about the idea. My efforts failed miserably. I thought it was ironic that Jack is my 3rd child to start school and yet it was the FIRST time I cried. Ironic also that he is by far the one I was most excited to start! He has been so bored, not having gone to preschool, and being the only child at home since he was a baby. I knew he would love it, I just knew it would take some time. So...he cried, he begged, he clung. It was horrible! A part of me wanted to scoop him up, take him home with me, and snuggle him all day! The teacher told me it would be best if I just gave him a little hug and left. So I did. I cried the whole way home. It took him a little less than 2 dreadful weeks, and he finally came around. He loves school now. He is excited to see his friends, and proud of all the things he is learning. He tested his teacher quite a bit in the beginning, but soon learned there was little he could get away with. He is doing so well, and I am extremely proud of him!
*Jack wouldn't pose for a picture before we left the house (since he was still refusing to go!), so I had to sneak my head in the door and snap this heartbreaking shot. Just after I did, he got up, started to cry again, and ended up being cuddled by his sweet teacher.
My only saving grace...the bus! If it wasn't for his love of riding the bus, I most likely would not have been able to get him to school that first week.
I love the above picture because alot of these girls have played together for several years and now they all have little siblings that are playing together. They all help the little ones stretch and get warmed up before the game, then cheer them on during. We had the loudest crowd in the arena by far!
Dave with his dad, who was just recently reactivated. This blessing was so special because it was the first of our children that papa C was able to stand in on. I was especially grateful since papa O is in England and wasn't able to be in the circle.
Dave with his good friend, Sasha. Sasha bore a beautiful testimony in church about how much a part of his conversion Dave was just by being an example to him years ago when they played soccer professionally together. Since then we have been priveledged to be at his baptism, the blessing of his 3rd son, and last year we were able to witness his family be sealed together.
Also in the circle were Uncle John, Steve Holt (our long time Home Teacher and friend), Bishop Schuyler and Brother Sargent (counselor). We are so grateful that all of our in-town family, as well as several great friends, came to Jett's blessing to support our family.