Last Day of School

Yesterday was Mae's last day of preschool. I didn't know what to expect this year from Blessed Sacrament and/or how Mae would like her new school but I can say that all my expectations were met and exceeded. I have loved Mae's teachers and the way the school is run. I am also so proud of Mae and what she has accomplished this year. Her teachers have told me what a sweet and kind person she is and hearing that is the best compliment a mother can get. 

Mae walking in for her last day. 

Last day of school photo. 

Aunt Julie got her this last day of school outfit. 

There was a little party for the last day of school and Whitaker was just so excited to be a part of it. 

These two can never keep their hands off each other. 

Whit so so sad that there were no green popsicles.  Mind you this was one of five screaming fits Whit had while we were there for 45 minutes. 

Mae with her teacher Mrs. Voelker

Mae, Sophie, and Nora

Mae with Mrs. Braeuer and a few of her classmates. 

Whitaker really wanted to be in the photo as well. 

Mae and Sophie wearing their bunny glasses. 

Freckles

I don't know if you can see them from this photo but Mae gets little tiny freckles on her cheeks and nose when she is in the sun. They are so deliciously adorable, I can't get enough of them. 

Julie's Baby Shower

I mentioned it in a recent post but we threw Julie a baby shower two Saturdays ago. I am rather mad at myself for not bringing my camera out till the party was going on for 3 hours but oh well! Julie wanted a coed baby shower and she explicitly asked for a "party." She didn't want baby games or folks ogling over her belly. We hope we delivered and gave her exactly what she wanted. Matt, my brother inlaws whole family came down for the event so it was extra special.

Now it is just time to wait. We are eagerly anticipating the arrival of Baby K around July 19th!

The proud grandpas.  

Pearson fueling up at the keg. 

Matt Sanne made corn hole for the party. It was a shower gift to for the new parents. I think this is going to get a lot of use at the beach house. 

These were our decorations. Unfortunately I didn't get any other shots, mainly because we set up the whole backyard then it started raining so we had to bring the majority of stuff in. The weather finally cleared near the end of the party. 

Tossing bags. 

Julie and her college roommate Amanda. 

Heather and her good friend Jennifer. 

Julie and her besets friend of all time, Laura. 

The parents to be! 

Then Will decided he really wanted a diet coke and Heather let him. 

Waiting for it to be open. 

Getting excited. 

Can't wait! 

First sip. 

Not liking it one bit. 

Julie with her inlaws.

Parents and grandparents to be! 

Sprite much more his speed. 

Insult to Injury

Well the last 48+ hours have been less then boring to say the least. On Friday morning we woke up to our basement flooding AGAIN. Mind you this was at 6 am. After bailing water two weeks ago, Pearson and I could not do it yet again. My body won't allow me and Pearson had to work so we moved all our stuff to higher ground and let the water come in. There was an inch of water throughout the entire basement. That is all I can say about that now since our house is war zone and I have no more energy to focus on the lack of action happening.

Then on Friday night the kids were in bed. All of sudden Whitaker started screaming at the top of his lungs. Pearson and I both rushed in to see what was the matter, assuming he had fallen and hurt himself, which happens countless times a day. Nope. This time he had tried to give Mae a goodnight  and she poked him in the eye. He kept saying [through screams] that he couldn't open his eye but I thought with a little sleep it would be better. I encouraged him to lay down and try to get some rest. Mind you, I also gave him some Benadryl because I had to take him to the doctor for some horrible rash earlier in the week so I knew he was exhausted and just needed to get some. Anyway back to the poked eye. Whitaker woke up a couple of hours later screaming/crying and I couldn't get him to wake up enough to tell me what was going on. This happened probably about 10 times throughout the night. He would go to sleep then wake up screaming. Finally at 6 he was still miserable and complained he couldn't open his eye, which he couldn't/wouldn't. Pearson and I were both worried enough that we thought a trip to the ER was needed. So off we headed on Saturday morning.

Go to find out Mae scratched Whit's cornea about a half inch wide. The doctor provided some antibacterial ointment and told us she was glad we came in. I was thankful for an answer.

As the the score card stands now, Mae 1, Whitaker 0. 

Spring Concert

Today Mae had her Spring Concert at school. The kids sang 12 songs - 3 songs about each season - complete with movements for each song. Holy cuteness! I was blown away that Mae was able to remember all 12 songs and even more that the music teacher was able to teach the whole preschool all those songs!! That lady needs to be given sainthood. I am so proud of Mae and what an amazing, kind, caring, and personality brimming little girl she has become over the last year at Blessed Sacrament. I can't believe there is only one more week of preschool. 

One of the songs that they sang for winter was "Move, move, move, move, move, move, move….FREEZE." I wish I could freeze these days with her. 

I just want to squish her she is so cute. 

So happy and cute.

Mae has a lot of movements, including this one! 

Her class. I am always struck how she is the littlest. 

Looking for us after the concert. 

Then she spotted us!