To the father of my children:
Thank you for always knowing when to step in and take over.



Life is Just So Daily!
To the father of my children:
Thank you for always knowing when to step in and take over.



Posted by Jill at 3:39 PM 2 comments
Well, I would love the title of this post to be something about the arrival of our little one. Hopefully that will come in a few days...we are (im)patiently waiting.









Scott and I are both so proud of our girls and all of the hard work they put into their dancing. It is not something that we make them do. It is something that they LOVE to do. And when asked if they wanted to try out for competition teams again for next year, the answer was a resounding, "YES!!". Posted by Jill at 10:09 AM 1 comments


Posted by Jill at 1:10 PM 3 comments
Yesterday was Memorial Day. A time to remember and reflect. To pay respect and be grateful for our knowledge of life after death. And also a time for parents to be taught by their children.






Posted by Jill at 7:06 AM 4 comments
Wednesday night was a special one for Landon. He graduated from Smart Start Preschool. Well, kind of graduated. He's not yet old enough to go to Kindergarten, so technically he'll be coming again in the fall. (Scott's been calling him a "super preschooler" kind of like a "super senior" because he has to repeat classes.)



Posted by Jill at 10:22 AM 6 comments
Pacie is in this "advanced" reading group. Because of this, she has two spelling lists every week. The regular ones that the whole class does and then the hard words just for that select group. So, every week we go through the cycle of studying those words and figuring out ways to remember how to spell them. A few favorites...absolutely, ancestor, demonstration, rejoice, voyage, (that was one of her favorites.) Anyway, you get the idea. Pretty hard for a 6 year old.

(I do love how low he placed it on the fridge. I do not love how dirty the bottom of my fridge is and as a side note it has since been scrubbed clean.)
Posted by Jill at 7:02 AM 4 comments