Kindergarten Graduation

Micah graduated from Kindergarten on May 20, 2011 (yes, I am behind on my blogging). I can't believe my little guy is so grown up. I keep asking him to stop, but he just smiles and says, "I want to get bigger!"

Why is it so hard for me to accept that Micah is growing up? I love watching every new stage, and I love seeing him experience new things, but at the same time, I wish time would slow down a little. It seems like just yesterday, I was crying as I dropped him off for his first day of school. Now, here I was crying again as he graduated.

Here is Micah just before we left for his last day of school. I had actually bought him a super cute shirt to wear for his graduation, but he insisted on wearing this one instead. It's his favorite and he says it's, "Super cool!" He was so nervous that I decided it was best for him to wear something that made him feel good about himself.

Here is Micah as they are getting ready for the program to start. He was so nervous. Nervous doesn't even cover it. Micah does not like attention, and when he feels like all the eyes are on him, it is really hard. Micah was literally scared to death. When the kids came walking into the room, I really wasn't sure if Micah would be with them. But, he was! And, as hard as it was for him to stand up there, with tons of people watching, HE DID IT!!!!!

The whole class!

When it came time to "graduate", Mrs. Anglesey called out each child's name, and they were to stand. When it was Micah's turn, he shook his head, "no". Mrs. Anglesey knew how hard this was on Micah, so she didn't force it.

The whole program was so hard for Micah. This is him right after his name was called. He just couldn't stand up. He wanted too, so badly. I was silently praying that he would have the courage. So, even though he wasn't able to stand for his name, he did get up there. He stood still while the other kids sang, but he was there, with his class- silently struggling the whole time. As I watched him, my heart ached. I really thought about going up there and sitting with him. But, I held myself back and just watched. Hard as it was, I knew he had to do this on his own.

And, can I just tell you how PROUD of him I was? I've had proud moments as a mother, but this one was way up there! My little guy got up there and did something that was so hard for him. There is still progress to be made, but this was HUGE!

This is Mrs. Kitchen (the class aide) and Mrs. Anglesey (Micah's teacher). Micah adores both of them. I think he even had a little crush on Mrs. Anglesey. I found her name, with a heart around it, drawn on several papers.

Micah learned so much in Kindergarten. So much in fact, that at his end of year testing, he scored 100%!

Water

Last night, after Micah's bath, he ran into the kitchen and exclaimed, "Phew! That was a close one, mom!" I said, "Why?" He replied, "I almost died!" To this, I got a bit more concerned and said, "What? What happened?" Micah's response? "You need a lot of water to survive, and I don't think I've had enough today."

Holding back the giggles, I looked down and noticed that he was holding a 48 oz. water bottle. :)

Fairy Tea Party

Abby and I attended a Fairy Tea Party, at the Provo City Library, in March. It was so much fun! We had a blast shopping for the perfect fairy costume, and then getting all dressed up for the night. Abby was a beautiful red & pink fairy. I wore a pretty red shirt that (kinda) matched Abby. :)

Here is Abby right before we left for the tea party. I didn't love the pink leotard with her red skirt and wings. I will definitely get a red one for Halloween. Her costume is way too cute to put in the dress up bin, so we're going to use it as her Halloween costume.

Guess what Abby's favorite part of her costume was? The wings? Nope! The magic wand!

Doesn't she look adorable?

The wings!

Here we are right before entering the ballroom. Abby was so excited. She really could not stand the excitement.

She was thrilled to see "real fairies" there. Is there anything better than these kinds of smiles?

The table setting. Abby insisted on the pink napkin.

Each place setting had a souvenir fairy necklace and a little vile of "fairy dust".

A quick note about the fairy dust. I didn't want her to open it and spill it all over the place, so I kept telling her that only real fairies could open it. When we got home, Micah wanted to open it. I was trying to think of an answer as to why he couldn't open it, but didn't come up with anything before Heath piped in and said, "Don't open it! The dust will make you disappear!" Well, that only made Micah more curious. Later that night, he came up to me and whispered, "Can I dump the fairy dust on myself? I want to see if I disappear." :)

Abby still wears her necklace a couple times a week.

The group of neighborhood friends that we attended with.

L to R: Audrey, Abby, Peyton, Ava, Reghan

The Fairy Princess

The Fairy King and Queen

I love my little fairy!

Abby fell in love with the purple ballerina fairy. She was in awe of everything this fairy did.

We had so much fun, we are already looking forward to next year!

Kindergarten Soccer

Micah started Kindergarten soccer this past week. It is a soccer league just for kids in Kindergarten. It is wonderful! They meet each Thursday and practice for the first 25 mins, and then play a game for the next 24 mins (two 12 min halves). Each team plays four players at a time. Micah's team has eight kids on it, so they are rotating kids in and out regularly.

Micah played soccer two years ago and absolutely hated it. He didn't even want to play last year, so I was surprised when he asked to play this year. I am so glad I put him in it though. He has had an absolute blast! It is so fun to see him running around and just having genuine fun. Here are some pics from his first game.

The entire team, with their coach, Jon.

Micah & Daxon. He is the coach's son.

I just love this shot of my little #6. He was so excited to get this number because he is turning six in a couple weeks.

This is Micah as he was coming out of the game. All the kids were great about taking their turn in the game.

This pic cracks me up. This is Micah and Drew. I'm not sure what they were talking about, but it must have been pretty interesting. My guess is, "Lego Star Wars". Part III just came out and that is tops on Micah's birthday wish list.

This is a picture of Micah and Britton practicing before the game.

Britton's dad is the assistant coach.

The team cheer at the end of the game.

Notice Coach Jon in this pic? This was his reaction when our team scored a goal for the opposing team. :)

Micah's favorite part of the whole game was throwing the ball back in when it went out of bounds. I don't think anyone else really cared about it, so I think Micah got to do it about every time.

Look at that awesome soccer form!

Getting in and playing hard!

If game #1 is any indication, this is going to be a fantastic season and tons of fun, for eight adorable kids and their families!

Go #6!

CTR

Micah and Abby were drawing last night, while I was cleaning the kitchen. I wasn't paying much attention to their work. I didn't even stop to ask Micah why he wanted to know how to spell "choose" and "wrong". This morning, I was cleaning things up, and this is what I found.

Maybe Micah really is listening in Primary. :)

Guess What I Got for Valentine's Day?

This.... And it smells divine!

Over all, Bad day!

Today was just a bad day.

It started @ 5:30 a.m. when my husband's alarm went off. He's been having to be at work by 6:00 a.m. the last few days. Abby is the lightest sleeper in the world, so every little creek and peep awakens her. So, she decided to get up at that horrible hour. I haven't even mentioned yet that she had already woken up twice during the night anyway. So, the fact that I have literally not slept an entire night in three years, already makes me a bit cranky in the mornings. Anyway, by 9:30 a.m. I had dropped Abby off at a friend's house while I went to volunteer in Micah's classroom. Volunteering was fun- always is. But, Micah's teacher is not one to communicate with parent's. In fact, she takes great pains to avoid parents. Needing to talk to her today, I tried to approach her a couple different times. Each time, she created something to get in the way so she would not have to talk to me. I stayed with Micah because he wanted me to have lunch with him. That was great too, except that I had forgotten I had planned lunch with a friend. So, I had two lunches today. Both were awesome! In the meantime though, I locked my keys in my car, was running late to pick up Abby from her friend's house, which made us late for preschool. On the way to preschool, Abby fell asleep and was not in a good mood when I woke her. Usually, she adores going to school, but she did not want to go today. She kept saying that she was tired and wanted her bed. I should have just taken her home and crawled in bed with her. But no, I convinced her to go to school, then went to meet my friend for lunch. As I drove to the restaurant, my mom called to tell me that a friend from high school had committed suicide earlier in the day. My heart sank and I felt horrible as I remembered several stories of this person. Lunch was very nice, as my friend, Jeanine and I can always chat for hours and have such a good time. But, today, I only had one hour before I had to return to get Abby from preschool. So, as our lunch came to an end and we wandered out to the parking lot, I could not remember where I had parked. I know that sounds super spacey, but for some reason, I am just like that. I have no sense of direction and getting lost is not a new thing for me. Today though, I could not find it. Finally, Jeanine and I drove up and down each lane of the gigantic parking lot until we found my car. This made me late to pick up Abby. Did I mention that there is a fee at her preschool for late pick-up? Oh yeah, and somewhere in all of this, I ran around doing errands for my church calling, wrote and responded to about 100 emails concerning said calling, and had a personal issue (which I will not reveal). By this time, Abby had fallen asleep in the car again, but I couldn't just take her home and put her in her own bed (which she begged for the entire way home until she fell asleep), because it was now time to pick up Micah from school. So, I go to the school, pick him up, find out that he too had a rough day, get home just in time to run in the house and get Micah ready for swim lessons. During this time, Abby is crying uncontrollably (poor girl is so tired) and Micah is having a meltdown as he tells me about his day. We finally get to swim lessons, five minutes late, go to the balcony to watch and a little boy walks past Abby. Abby is the friendliest, most loving little girl ever, so she thinks he's a friend there to play with her. She looks at me and says, "Look mom. It's a friend." Unfortunately, this little boy did not want to be friends and immediately went up to Abby and grabbed her toy. Abby is loving, but not a pushover. She will defend herself and her property, so she grabbed it back. Then, the little boy tried to push her. Not gonna happen with mama bear around. I gently went over to the situation and removed Abby before anything happened. A few minutes later, Abby wanted to try to play with this little boy again, so she walked up to him and handed him her toy. What did he do? He took it and then yelled right in her face. It seriously scared her to death. She started crying- the kind of broken hearted cry that just kills me. So, I picked her up again, and we just left the balcony.

By this time, Micah's lesson is over, so I take him into the locker room and hastily inform him that he just needs to get dressed and forgo a shower because I have to be at a church function at 5:30 p.m. It is now 5:05 p.m . Micah didn't really like that because he enjoys taking a shower at the pool. I think the novelty is fun for him, and normally, I indulge him that. So, he's resisting, Abby is still tired and quite fussy, and quite frankly, I am exhausted. We rush home to find that Heath can't leave work at the expected time, which makes me totally late for the church function that I had been asked to help with. So, here I am trying to track down my friend to let her know that I can't be there to help her set up for this function. She was counting on me and I felt like the worst person ever to have to call her. Finally, Heath got home and I left for the function. Fortunately, for this day, the church function was great! It was actually a Young Women's event, but six of our Primary girls were involved because they will enter YW this year. It was truly a blessing to see them get excited about this important step in their lives.

Feeling a little better, I get home to.......kids still not in bed, kids fighting, and a bedroom wall written upon with a black Sharpie.

Seriously, is this the worst day ever or what?