End Of An Era....Or Two

Lots of things have been happening to remind me that my kids are not little anymore and are growing up. For starters, I sold my double jogging stroller on Craig's List in about 20 minutes,
I might add. No more strollers for us. The lucky girl who is buying it is so excited. Me, not so much! I loved my Kelty! Second reminder, Mason lost one of his front teeth.
That is always the saddest tooth to loose in my opinion. Those big front teeth just look so out of place for the next 5 years until the rest of the mouth catches up. (sigh) Funny tooth fairy story, Tanner has a cow head in his room that he brought from our farm. We call him Buck.
Nothing says farm boy than a cow head from one of YOUR cows. Icky, in my opinion! Anyway, I was putting him to bed when he told me to look under his pillow. To my surprise, there was one of Buck's teeth. He pulled it out in honor of the tooth fairy coming for Mason's legitimate tooth coming out. Tanner said, "She can just fly over to my room too and give me a dollar. Will she care if it's Buck's tooth?" Hum, good question. She did fly down the hall to give out some dough for the fallen Buck, just in case you're wondering. She didn't want to touch it, but she did. That tooth fairy is a tough cookie! And the last end of an era incident, Billy and I are going out of town ALONE tomorrow here and the boys packed their own clothes to go to Grandmas and didn't miss a thing! They even remembered their toothbrush, vitamins and a hat for each of them. Grandma always wants everyone to wear a hat in all seasons. Winter; so you won't catch the flu and spring/summer; so you won't pass out from the heat. We keep a hat for all seasons in the car just in case we run into her in town to cut down on the lectures. She means well! So that's my sob story for the day. Our kids are big! Oh and hot!! We came home from our annual Inks Lake trip to a broken upstairs air conditioner, so the boys are excited to get to have a slumber party in the living room. And since it rained allllll day long, they got to play in the living room with alllllllll of their toys! Ah, gotta love Summer.

Eves Dropping

Sometimes it's just plain fun to be quiet and listen to your children converse with each other. Tanner (4 yrs) and Mason (7 yrs) were talking out in the garage about why Tanner put his "Jesus bracelet" on the jeep. Mason, "Tanner I bought that for you with my hard-earned money. I had to do 2 loads of laundry and clean out the toy closet for that money. You need to bring that inside the house." To which Tanner replied, "Well the colors match the jeep and you may not believe this, but Jesus really likes riding in the jeep with me." Mason: "He does? Well, the jeep has to stay in the garage and if someone breaks into the garage, they will probably steal that bracelet and then it will be gone! Lots of people love Jesus Tanner." Tanner: "OK. I'll bring it in."

How cute is that?

GO SPURS GO!

We love our Spurs here in SAT!!!! Sweeping the Cavs was so cool. We are planning to be at the big river parade sometime next week. With the rest of the city!

In other news, despite 2 very convincing "no's" to the Children's Director, I still found myself microphoned and up on stage, SOLO 2 times a day singing and dancing for our VBS. It was fun, but the first day was sscccaaarrryyy! VBS at the CofC has come a long way since I was a kid. We did the Cha Cha slide and chanted "GO SPURS GO". OH and we had lots of Jesus singin' as well. Pretty fun overall, but 2 times a day for 5 days in front of 400 people, well let's just say, I'm tired! So fun to get ready for, but even better to be done with it!

Kenny/Tony

A little over 11 years ago, I said "for better or worse", right now isn't exactly better or worse, just somewhere in between. Billy went to work (12 hour shifts) last week and quickly came to the realization that it was not doing him any good. So he took a 90 day disability leave. So this summer, it's the 5 of us, ALL day, EVERY day. He had his 2nd appointment to reset the bone today. This time he came medicated, highly medicated. Still hurt though. He will continue this for the 6-8 weeks.

Sunday, we went to church. He knew he would catch some grief and some laughter due to the nature of the accident, but he took it all in stride. I went to Walmart in search of a value-priced shirt that was meant to meet a pair of scissors. We have kindly named this shirt ritual "Making it the Half Kenny Chesney". Cutting off the left sleeve to ensure it to get up and over the cast which goes all the way up above his shoulder. One lady at church found out about his injury and said her new name for him is "Tony" (Tony Hawk). I say, "Here kenny, kenny, kenny". Now we just need a pooka shell necklace and a guitar and voila KC. The only part of Kenny Billy is interested in is "have a little beer in Mexico" right about now.