the jungsts & their youngsters: 06.2008

Yeah, it was that time of year. School was over, Storm tryouts were over, we celebrated Imogen's birthday, we went to Disney one last time, and then, Tatumn had to leave. :( What a bummer. She's gone for seven weeks with her pops, but we will get to see her for a week when we go to visit Indiana/Illinois friends and family in a few weeks. We all miss her so much, but at least she gets to be with her family and friends that are up there for longer than a few days or weekends during the school year. So I sent my recovering strep-throated eleven year old on a plane with enough clothes to last her all seven weeks without a wash, antiobiotics, and lots of big hugs and kisses and anxiously await her return. We love you Tater Tot and miss you every second!

More Pictures from Imogen's 3rd

Daddy trying to help her with three fingers.

Imogen Turns Three!

Little Miss Imogen turned three and our small party was a hit! Since Cinderella has been so popular in our home, it was, of course, another Cinderella-themed affair. She chose to be Cinderella at the Pirates and Princesses party at Disney just days before, so I figured it was safe to put her on the cake. The VERY loud party favors were an even bigger hit. I really felt bad for the grandparents' ears. Poor things. Of course, Imogen was a bit nervous about the candles and needed help blowing them out, but after that, she was in heaven with her ice cream cake, cupcakes, family, and wonderful gifts. What fun!

Graduation

Okay, as a mom, I'm convinced that preschool graduation is one of the hardest moments to face. I choked up during the ceremonious event several times, and when I looked around, I wasn't the only sap. I think it's the innocence of the whole thing. Children claiming to the audience that they want to grow up to be firemen and princesses, and in Hadley's case, a ballerina. How utterly sweet. I think the hardest part is knowing that they're starting this big journey to a place where there's no turning back...school. School, where they'll be gone all day, there's no choice in the matter, and before you know it, homework. I look at Hadley and I know she doesn't have a clue what's in store for her, so I guess I gotta prep this sensitive kid for ..... days that might seem to go on forever, homework, peers, and so many other unsaid things. Preschool was supposed to do this, but frankly, I'm not convinced that the potential fireman, princesses, and ballerinas are remotely aware.

So yeah, it was so hard, but so sweet, and now we are into summer where we are working on the things that I think might help make the transition somewhat easier in the fall. Note: I didn't say easy.