This Guy!

I love my oldest.  He is a great kid.  He is funny and self confident.  He kind of defies description.

I happened upon this video on Facebook last week and out of curiosity thought I should watch it.  My second thought was that I wouldn't be surprised if my oldest was not somewhere in the video. He is in the last 30 seconds.


After watching the video, I had a bunch of questions.  Luckily it wasn't long until The Boy came home and I could get them all answered.  Maybe you have some of the same questions I did.

Were you the only student in the video?  Yes

Were there supposed to be other students in the video? Yes, but none of them showed up

Why in the world were you in your band uniform? The idea was that students from all kinds of organizations would be in the video and represent their organization by wearing a shirt or uniform.

Moral of the Story:  Always show up?  Ask who else is coming before you show up?  Either? Both?  I guess it all depends on who you are.

Blog Bio from May 2016

I'm updating the blog bio for all of us, but after reading through the current one I decided I should post this one so that it did not get permanently lost.  Here it is:

This is what happens when two math geeks marry and have four kids!

Jenn
I am a stay at home mom. I love to quilt, sew, craft, blog and read. Sometimes I love to cook, sometimes I hate it, mostly because no one will help with menu planning but everyone complains about what I serve. I hate doing laundry and dishes. I love a good novel, but am not much of a non-fiction or literature reader . I love animals and rescue. In addition to our four two-legged kids, we also have three four-legged kids, plus an extra long term four-legged guest. Having a foster dog or two is not that unusual for us as I am a sucker for an animal in need. I love my kids and being a mom, except for when I want to run away from it all. In my next life I would like a clean house.

Michael
Our crazy leader. He loves all things Texas A&M (whoop!), college football, good beer, coaching kids sports, and his family. He even loves his wife enough to put up with all her crazy ideas, pets, and foster pets.

Sam-I-Am
Our firstborn Samuel Frank who died at birth in 1999. He was our gorgeous, curly, red-headed baby boy. He may not be with us on earth but he is still a big part of our family. We miss every day and love him very much.

Le President
Our oldest son Rehm. He is my walking encyclopedia. He loves politics, band, scouts, friends, school, learning, debating, leadership, and being right about everything, even when he's not. We affectionately call him Captain Oblivious because if there is something happening that he is not the center of he is completely clueless. He is currently binge watching The West Wing and mad that we didn't clue him in to the show ages ago. He only likes to read non-fiction, which I really don't understand.

Latte
Our oldest daughter. She is the most empathetic girl I know. She loves school, swim, dancing (even though she doesn't take lessons but will be part of the middle school team in the fall), performing, and all things social. She is loud and dramatic, mostly in a good way. She hates riding long distances in the car. She is as stubborn as her mother, especially when dealing with her mother.

Rubylicious
Our feisty second daughter. She is very dramatic. Her world is one of extremes. There is never any doubt about how Ruby feels about something or someone. She loves gymnastics, reading, friends, arts and crafts, making a mess, and her pets. Ruby is currently reading the Beverly Cleary Ramona series and the Junie B. Jones books.

DirtOur cautious third daughter. She is very sensitive and likes to do things in her own way and own time. She loves to play sports, any kind of competition, getting dirty, being tough, reading, playing with the neighbors, being in the middle of the action, choir, and scouts. She dislikes change of any kind for any reason. Eliza Claire is currently reading the Little House on the Prairie series and just finished the Percy Jackson series.

Updated May 2016

Maybe We Are Doing this Parenting Thing Alright

Here is a Facebook post from Rehm, posted today:

"As I have been reflecting on the inauguration and what was said I saw something in the news that made me grateful to be in this country. It was the fact that in The Gambia, on the same day as the inauguration, a coalition of West African nations invaded. Why? Because the incumbent president who lost an election seen as free and open, had refused to step down. It took an invasion for democracy to work there.

Here we saw the outgoing president have tea with the incoming president. We saw the outgoing president ride with the incoming to the inauguration. We saw them shake hands after the oath of office was given.

We should not discount the peaceful transfer of power we have here in America, because there are a lot of people who can only dream about that happening on their nation."

I had no idea he had written it until I happened upon it in my news feed. He has always loved politics, from the time he was tiny. I guess he gets that from his Dad. I definitely was not aware at his age. 

I'm glad to see that regardless of who is in office he sees how amazing our system is. 

Feeling proud, 

Jenn

Shoe Shopping Observations

I took the bigs to get their back to school sneakers this week.  Rehm started band camp this week and Charlotte has dance team camp next week.  I always wait until the last minute to do this shopping to make sure their feet are as big as possible, hoping they will be able to wear them a little bit longer before I have to replace them.

This is why I have not taken the littles yet.  I'll take them in about two weeks.  It is driving them crazy that their siblings have gotten new shoes and they have not.  Tough!  Your feet might grow in that two weeks.  And the way Eliza Claire has been growing lately that is a very real possibility

Anyway, it is hilarious how differently my son and daughter shop for shoes.  Each was given a $50 budget.  Anything over that comes out of their own money.  In the time  it took Charlotte and I to run to the restroom and measure her foot, Rehm had picked out shoes.  Not only did he have shoes, he had found a pair of his favorite brand that were originally $90 on sale for $40.  My guess is this is the only pair he even tried on. He asked if he could get some new socks.  Since he was  under budget I said yes.  He grabbed those and was done.  Bam!

Don't you love the "Are you taking a picture? and Why?" look?  Actually, I think he asked both those questions.  Silly boy.  He should know by now that his mother takes pictures of everything.

Charlotte.  Had to look at every shoe in the store.  Try on a half a dozen pairs.  Realize she needed a whole size bigger.  Have a minor melt down because she did not want shoes that size (a 10).  Her brother thought this was completely ridiculous.  Come to terms with her new shoe size.  Try on several more pairs.  Debate a bit.  Pick a pair.  At least they were in her budget.  But she had to buy her socks she decided she needed with her own money.

Yes, she is enjoying the process way more than her brother.  This was pretty early in the process.

By the time we left Rehm was beyond annoyed.  Part of that was because he had to sit around Academy for an extra 30ish minutes and part was because he was exhausted from day 1 of band camp. I keep reminding him these experiences will make him a good husband one day.  Or they will make him decide to never get married.  Either way.  He will know what it is like to live with a girl and know what he's getting himself into.

And once Charlotte had picked out shoes she was bubbly and super talkative and in the best mood ever!  I thought her brother was going to come unglued before we made it home.

Its never boring around here,
Jenn

Movie Day with the Kids

Today I took the kiddos to see Finding Dori.  We don't have Charlotte with us this week.  She is at the beach with friends of ours, helping out with their daughter.  I know she is having a blast.  I'm starting to miss her.  I felt a bit guilty for going to see the movie without her.  Then I realized she was at the beach without us and got over my guilt.

All four of us loved the movie.  It was especially awesome to watch my oldest enjoy the movie.  He likes to act like he is too old for things like Disney/Pixar movies these days but he laughed his way through the whole movie.

I remember taking him to see Finding Nemo.  I'm thinking it was his first Disney movie in the theater. I was very pregnant with Charlotte at the time.  Michael and I both accompanied him to see it.  I was in that stage where I was feeling very guilty about impending arrival of his sibling (we did not know her gender at that point - we wanted to be surprised).  I was realizing how many things were not going to revolve around my cute, chubby, blond, blue-eyed baby boy.  He was so excited about the baby in Mommy's tummy and blissfully unaware.  He loved the movie.  He has always loved everything about the ocean.  When it was over we went directly to the Disney store and bought him a Finding Nemo lunch box and matching back pack for preschool.  I don' t think they were even on sale yet!  Yep!  Total guilt.  It made me feel a tiny bit better about rocking his world.

Today, we did not buy him or even his sisters Finding Dori school supplies, but we did enjoy the movie and I loved the memories that came with it.

I was just looking for some pictures of toddler Rehm to add to the post.  My Winkflash account is completely and totally empty!  I have all of the pictures on a thumb drive somewhere and maybe a external harddrive but Winkflash wasn't supposed to delete photos and they did.  Ugh!  Oh well.  I guess toddler Rehm pictures will have to wait.  And I guess that means when I get them uploaded again I need to print them somewhere to be on the safe side.  You know, I really needed another thing to add to my to do list.  Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!  For the time being you'll just have to believe me that he was really cute.

Jenn

Seriously?

What is up with my teenage son?  OK I think I just answered my own question.  He is a TEENAGER.  Oh my goodness, today I have wanted to strangle him twice!  And he was gone for several hours and then I was gone for several hours.  Imagine how many times it would have been if we had spent the entire day together.

I guess my annoyance with him really started yesterday at about the 6 hour mark of him playing Civilization.  It wasn't the game he was playing that I found annoying, it was the fact that he had no intention of doing anything productive, at all.  He leaves for Sea Base in a few days.  I know there are several things he needs to do before he goes.  When I asked him if he was going to do anything else his response was he did not have anything he had to do until 2:15 on Saturday.  Seriously, kid?

Given that it was the last day of school/first day of summer break, I mostly kept my mouth shut and left him to his game. I might have been thinking to myself that this did not bode well for the next few days and that I might lose it for real in short order.

Today, he had to be at the high school at 2:15 to report to the band hall for playing at graduation.  at 1:45, he comes in my room looking for the dry cleaning pile for a white dress shirt.  Upon questioning, I learn he is supposed to report in dark dress clothes.  I ask why he is looking for his white dress shirt.  He explains that he thought he had something to wear but couldn't find it.  His white dress shirt was not here.  It is currently at the cleaners.  I pointed out that a white dress shirt isn't dark colored and once again asked what he had planned to wear knowing he has no dark colored dress shirts.  He hemmed and hawed and really came up with no answer.

I proposed going really quickly and buying an appropriate shirt. He still had to find his pants!  I was not happy.  By the time we left the house it was 1:50 or later.  I inquired about when he was told the dress code for this event.  At least two days ago.

Me:  So why am I just now hearing about it?

Rehm:  Because I thought I had something to wear.

Me:  And what did you think you had?

Rehm:  I don't know!

Me:  So maybe you should have checked earlier to makes sure?

Rehm:   Dad made me walk Baron

Me:  That was at 1:30.  I meant  a couple of days ago, or last night, or this morning.

Rehm:  But I thought I had something!

Me:  But you can't tell me what you thought you had.  So what did you really think you were going to wear?

We get to the store.  We find a shirt in 2 minutes.  Then we have to wait in line to pay.  There are at least 6 people in front of us.  I send him to the car to change because at this point he is wearing shorts and an undershirt.

We made it to the school only five minutes late.  At some point on the drive I started thinking that this was all my fault and I should have been more on top of the the wardrobe.  Then I stopped myself and realized that he is old enough to inform a parent when he needs a shirt more than 15 minutes prior to an event, especially when he has known for days!

Fast forward to tonight.  I am at a friend's house.  She is helping me cut decals for our summer trip, water bottles, and design t-shirts.  I text Rehm to ask him the demensions of the the water bottles he is taking with him to Sea Base.  He has previously requested that I get decals for them.

Me:  How tall is your Nalgene water bottle?  How big around?  How many ounces?

Rehm:  I don't know

Me:  Go measure!

Rehm:  How important is this?

a few minutes later

Rehm: 32 ounces, 8 inches tall, 3.5 pi around

Me:  Seriously? How important? What are you doing?

Me:  Why do you think I'm asking?

Rehm: Playing civilization.Making me something?

Me:  Yes

Rehm:  Glad I sent that to you.

Me: Uh yeah, But you sounded like a brat in the process

Rehm:  Sorry

Me: Good thing I love you

Rehm:  Yep

Lets hope he makes it to Wednesday to go to Sea Base.  At this point it is looking quite iffy.
Jenn

Blast from the Past

I happened to read our individual descriptions on the left side of the blog and realized they were just a little bit out of date.  I have updated them to better reflect everyone's current interests.  However, I realized it was fun to look back on where we were.  Here are the old descriptions.  The best I can tell they are from the summer of 2011. This means the kids were 10, 7, 4, and 4.

This is what happens when two math geeks marry and have four kids!

Jenn
I no longer work outside the home. This is a new endeavor as I spent the last five years working part time for my church. I love to cook, take photos and blog. I hate doing laundry and dishes. I love a good novel, but am not much on non-fiction or literature. I love my kids and being a mom. 

Sam-I-Am
Our firstborn who died at birth. He was our sweet red-headed baby boy. He may not be with us on earth but that makes him no less part of our family. We miss and love him very much.

The Grinch
Our oldest son Rehm. He is my walking encyclopedia. He loves Harry Potter, the ocean, space, science, Pokemon, Phineas and Ferb and anything that has a screen. He loves to know why and how things work. 

Cindy Loo Who
Our oldest daughter. She is the most empathetic girl I know. She loves school, playing with her little sisters and all things social. She is as stubborn as her mother, especially when dealing with her mother.

Thing 1
Our feisty second daughter. She is very dramatic. Her world is one of extremes. She loves to dress up and to play Barbies. 

Thing 2Our cautious third daughter. She is very sensitive and likes to do things in her own way and own time. She loves to play sports and loves cars and tracks and seeing how things work together. 

Aquaponics

Rehm came home last week giddy with excitement. He had an idea for a science project he wanted to do.

Rehm: Mom I've got this great idea I want to try!

Me: What's that?

Rehm: Auqaphonics!

Me: you mean aquaponics?

Rehm: Um, maybe. Yeah, that's what I mean.

Me: Ok, why aquaponics?

Rehm: It sounds really fun!

Me: Research it and write me a proposal and we'll see what we can do. It sounds like a great summer project for you.

Rehm: Really, you're not just going to tell me "no?"

Me: Why would I do that?

Later, I posted something about Rehm's desire to try aquaponics on Facebook. One of my friends made a joke about pot. Then the whole situation made a lot more sense.

Rehm's social studies class had recently done projects on the largest cash crops in Texas. Rehm had been assigned marijuana. Did you know it's the number six cash crop? I'm still surprised it was assigned as a research topic.

I asked him if his idea for aquaponics came from his social studies research. He confirmed that it did. Suddenly his summer project didn't seem quite so awesome.

He had said all along he was going to grow herbs...

Jenn

Disclaimer (so none of the grandparents need to call): Just to be clear, no one will be growing any illegal substances at our house and Rehm never had any intentions to do so. He truly found the concept of the symbiotic system of growing fish and plants together to be intriguing. In fact, we will probably give aquaponics a try with some goldfish and Italian herbs. Rehm is already planning in his head the delicious pasta sauces he will make with them (the herbs not the goldfish).

I am on a Roll!

Yesterday Ruby wanted a new mommy.  Today Rehm told me he hated me.  I must be doing something extremely right...or extremely wrong.

Rehm has gotten in a habit of being really slow in the morning. He procrastinates and barely gets done what he is supposed to before time to leave for school.  I don't know what he is doing but he is so slow!  It is driving me crazy.

This morning was no exception.  He went to print a practice log for band and took 15 minutes to get it printed and filled out.  I kept calling up asking why it was taking so long.  I'm sure he was surfing the web or on his phone.  Finally, I told him to quit "fiddle-farting" around and get moving.

He decided to be a snot.  He was complaining that fiddle-fart didn't make any sense and wasn't even a real word.  I countered that it was two very real words.  He kept on and finally stated, "I prefer procrastinate to fiddle-fart.  It is more proper."  I about hit him.  Not really, but the snark, attitude and fiddle-farting continued.

He needed to take out the trash.  I had asked him to do it last night.  Of course, he procrastinated and did not do it last night.  He had every intention of not doing it this morning.  He went so far as to tell me if it was such problem that I should take it out.  Yeah, that went over really well.  He took the trash out.

Finally, he was ready to go to school.  He likes to get there about an hour before school starts.  This morning we did not have to take anyone else to school.  He got his stuff together and told me he would wait in the car.  I took my sweet time getting out of the house.  I was not very happy with him and decided to give him a taste of his own medicine.

We get to the end of our street and I turn the opposite direction of school.

Rehm:  Where are we going.

Me:  To school.

Rehm:  But this is the wrong way.

Me: No its not.

We get to another intersection and again I turn further away from the direction of school.

Rehm: Umm, school is not this way.

Me:  Sure it is.

Rehm:  I get what you're doing.  You're trying to prove a point aren't you?

Me: Nope, I just wanted to go this way to school this morning.

Rehm:  But this is not the way to school.

Me:  We can get there from here.

Rehm:  I need to be at school by now!  I'm running late.

Me:  No, you're not.  School doesn't start for another 45 minutes.

Rehm:  But I have something I need to get done!

Me:  What is it?

Rehm:  I need to finish my science homework.  I'm supposed to be at school already.  Now, I'm late! We are nowhere near school! I get it you are trying to prove a point!  Will you take me to school now?

Me:  I am taking you to school.  (Again I turn the wrong way)

Rehm is pretty angry with me by this point.

Rehm:  I hate you.  You are being a hippocrit! You always tell us to be loving and kind and you are not being either of those things!  I need to go to school!

Me:  We are going to school.  So why have you started fiddle-farting around and not getting stuff done?

Rehm:   You never focus on me!  You only spend time with the girls!

Me:  I'm spending time with you now!  Just think of all the extra time we are getting with each other this morning. 

Rehm:  MOM! I need to go to school.

We are now within sight of the school, but I still don't feel that I have adequately made my point, so I turn away from the school again.

Rehm:  Mom, the school is right there!  I can see it!  Are we going in another circle?

Me:  Um, no, I would call it more of a square.

A few blocks later he realizes we are finally on our usual route to school.  He apparently feels safe at this point and makes some absolutely ridiculous statement about how none of his procrastinating is his fault.  Needless to say, I altered our path again. 

Rehm: You are so mean!  Why can't you just take me to school.

Me:  I am taking you to school.  If I were mean, I would have made you walk.  I'm just spending quality time focusing on you, you mentioned I was too focused on your sisters.  This is me, focusing on you.

We finally get to school a good 20 minutes later than I typically drop him off.  He is not happy with me.  He makes that very clear. He gets his stuff and goes in the building.  I look down and notice his band practice sheets laying on the floorboard.  Yep, the practice sheets that took him forever to complete because he was procrastinating, those.  Oh, the irony.

Ah, parenting.
Jenn

My Son has No Filter

Rehm went with Michael and Grandma to purchase a new computer for Grandma and Grandpa.  When the sales person asked what they would be using the computer for my son said, "Generic old people stuff." 

It's a good thing that his grandfather wasn't along or he would have been in a world of trouble. 

Jenn

A Teenager in the House!

It's kind of weird to realize we have reached this milestone. Though, when I look at the kid, it seems like we passed this milestone a while ago.



Rehm at thirteen:

He loves Minecraft and SimCity.

He wants to be president and run in 2048. Prior to being president, he is going to get an undergrad degree in Political Science then a MBA. He is going to start a company with his friend Jack. Then he is going to run for state legislature before moving on to the national scene. After retiring from president, he plans to be a high school teacher or college professor. He thinks he'll have good experience for teaching political science. Oh, he has told me I can be the ambassador to Australia or New Zealand.

He is five foot ten, as of a month ago. He's probably grown since then.

He has a girlfriend. This still weirds me out a bit. But I like her and it is providing a chance for many, many conversations on many important topics.

He's currently playing co-ed volleyball at the Y.

He asked for a disc golf set for his birthday and was thrilled when he got it.

He has taken over my aquarium, hallelujah! He has been working on getting it health and is deciding what fish he wants to add.

He plays bassoon in the school band. He helps out with the sixth grade double reed class during his lunch.

His favorite foods are pizza, pasta, and my potato soup, which he requested for his birthday dinner. He loves to cook pastas and bread.

He loves to sleep til noon. Though he does not get the chance often. He would be happy if every day was pajama day.

His room is a disaster.

He started shaving in the fall! That was kind of crazy for me. I wasn't expecting that at age 12. I thought that was a high school milestone.

He loves to watch Kahn Academy videos and history videos for fun.

He likes to pretend he is too old for Disney princess movies though he giggled his way through Frozen last weekend.

He is very responsible and enjoys school. He thinks teachers are the most awesome people ever.

He has his moments of totally middle school kid attitude. But, overall, he is an awesome kid. I'm so glad I get to be his mom.
Jenn

Band Competition

Rehm's band participated in a competition today. This was the first competition I've seen.



Rehm is the bassoon (brown tubes sticking up just to the right of the director) on the left.

They did great and received all ones, the best you can do. They performed three songs that they have been rehearsing for several months and one song that they had never seen before and had 7 minutes to review before playing it together as a band. Rehm said the song was easier than several they had practiced preparing for this task.



Band finding out their scores

I'm really glad I got to go see them perform. Thanks Grandma and Grandpa for getting the girls to choir so I could go.


Jenn- Posted from my iPhone

Life Lessons

Rehm needed his dress shirt pressed for band competition tomorrow. Guess who just got his first ironing lesson?

This guy. Yep, he just got home from scouts.


He also knew he had to do laundry today so that he would have a clean shirt to iron. His future wife will thank me.

He is very proud of himself.

Jenn- Posted from my iPhone

Conversation with a Middle School Boy

Rehm walked in the house after school.

Mom: Hey, Rehm! How was school today?

Rehm: Good.

Mom: What was good about it?

Rehm: Well, it was good because nothing bad happened today.

And that, my friends, concludes all I learned about his day.

Jenn

Friday

Today has been another fun and laid back day.






I've officially lost my mind and started a block of the month quilt at a local quilt shop. I didn't know what has possessed me. I hope I'm not in too far over my head. At least I'm trying something new and getting out of my comfort zone.

Shoe shopping with Rehm was not torture today. I'm so glad he has settled on a brand he likes. Now we can be in and out in half an hour. And they didn't cost a fortune.

Ruby told Cici at lunch "to be responsible" when Cici asked her to do a cartwheel in the restaurant. Of course, Cici was joking.

Papa took Charlotte and Eliza Claire fishing today. Eliza Claire caught her first fish. At least, she says it is her first. I think she has caught some before but if so,Nashe doesn't remember. If the anglers are anywhere near accurate (truthful), the fish was a two foot long carp. Charlotte was not so lucky. She didn't even get a bite!

Papa called Charlotte "Cheese Bob" this afternoon when she was wearing a stool on her head. He meant Sponge Bob but didn't come up with it. Charlotte is now calling him "Cat Head" because Phineas is sitting on the back do the chair he is sitting in.

Jenn

Bedtime Conversation

Me: Rehm, you have got to go to be, buddy.

Rehm: Alright, I love you, Mom.

Me: I love you more.

Rehm: Yeah, you probably do.


Jenn- Posted from my iPhone

Feeling Old

On the way to Rehm's basketball game this morning Rehm and I were listening to the radio and talk. I told him I had fun last night at an 80s sing-a-long I went to with several of my friends.

Me: Rehm, can you believe they didn't play any Madonna last night?

Rehm: (complete silence)

Me: do you even know who Madonna is?

Rehm: Let me guess, someone who is really old but still famous.

Me: Wow, thanks for making me feel old.

Rehm: Oh, wait. Didn't she preform at the Super Bowl?

At least he had actually heard of her. I'm thinking we will be listening to some Madonna at our house this afternoon.

Jenn- Posted from my iPhone

Night Time Songs

My girls have always insisted that I sing them a bedtime song.  Strangely enough it is not something Rehm has ever requested.  Rehm was always so happy to go to bed and to sleep that he rarely cared about prolonging the bedtime routine.  Of course now that he is older he will do anything he can to push his bedtime back but he still doesn't request songs.

Charlotte has always requested the same song.  Honestly we've probably been singing Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star to her since she was a year old.  Every night, it never varies.  It must be Twinkle, Twinkle.  I have modified the words a bit to make it more special.  "You're my diamond in the sky, Twinkle, twinkle little star, How I love just who you are!"

Ruby has had a few songs.  For about six months when she was two, her song was John, Jacob, Jingle, Hiemer, Schmidt.  Then she got stuck on what she refers to as "Doddle, Loos" which is A Bushel and a Peck.  I don't see her changing her pick anytime soon. 

Eliza Claire was stuck on ABC's for a very long time, she specifically likes the Go Fish version which has a bit added to the end.  Then about two years ago, I sang the Oscar Mayer Bologna song one day when making bologna sandwiches for lunch.  All the kids looked at me like I was crazy.  I did what any good parent would and quickly found the original commercial on YouTube and played it for them.  Eliza Claire has asked for "Oscar Mayer" almost every night since.  When I was singing it tonight I wondered if we would ever move on to a more appropriate bedtime song.  For some reason singing about bologna doesn't make me feel all special and loved, but it seems to work for her.

While Rehm has never wanted songs, he did go through a phase where he had a game he played every night.  He was probably 4 or 5 at the time.  When we would tuck him in he would tell us three random words, like ball, fish, and star, and would would have to go back in his room a few minutes later and tell the words back to him.  I guess he was making sure we didn't have early signs of dementia.  Over time it evolved and he started using the same three made up words each night, hee-ya, doo-ah, dub-a-dee.  When asked what the were he told us dub-a-dee was a salty drink.  The others never had a meaning.  He has always been a very unique kid.

It is funny to me how different and special each one of my kids are. 

Jenn

Fifth Grade Graduation

Walking the halls to the cheers of the parents and students

 Our graduation ceremony is held at a local park where they do a bridge crossing ceremony. 

 

 

I stayed and had lunch with Rehm.  I was surprised he wanted me to, but he did so I was more than happy to hang out with him.  I apparently left too early though, as I missed him singing "Sweet Caroline" during the karaoke fun with two of his teachers

Wow, middle school! 

Moving On Up