When Carson awoke yesterday, I asked him how he was feeling.
"Sad... no angry," he replied.
"Why do you feel angry?"
"Because its my last day of school."
After dressing, we made pictures for the teachers and went to school. Rather than jumping into the classroom as usual, he held back and want to go home with me. This is very unlike him. But he stayed and, of course, had a wonderful last day in the 3's--and in Rohna's class.
Carson was so fortunate, as were we, to have had Rohna as a teacher. She provided a safe and comfortable environment for him to grow and develop.
Of course, as with all good teachers, she's also prepared him to move on. He'll have a different teacher in a few weeks when he begins camp.
As for Rohna, she'll still be blessed with a Pron, as Wesley begins Rohna's 2s in the fall. We will find out who Carson's 4 teacher will be in August. So curious!
Thursday, June 07, 2007
We have WATERBABIES
Carson and Wesley are following in the footsteps of family members--they LOVE swimming, and are SO good at it, too!2 weeks ago, Wesley started floating on his back, unassisted. This is HUGE for a 21 month old!! He "qualifies" for semi-private lessons in the fall (once he is 2). Which RARELY happens, as these classes are usually available only for 3 and up. We have been enrolled in a weekly Parent and Me class since February. Not sure why I'm there any more, he's getting so good.
Carson, who has been taking semi-private classes since February, enrolled in an intense class at WCU that started on Monday. It meets every day for an hour for 2 weeks. Yesterday, only the 3rd day, Carson passed from beginner to advance beginner. To do so, he had to do the following:
-float on his back unassisted for the width of the competition pool
-roll from back to front and front to back, unassisted
-jump in on his own, come up and rotate to his back, all unassisted!
As a reward, Carson jumped off the diving board (not the high dive, but about 4 feet--a regular collegiate diving board) and came back up to the top, again, unassisted!
When it rains, it pours... and its pouring
New camera in hand, I was picture happy all weekend--and so excited to share our recent shots. Alas, the computer died. D-I-E-D. As in, the hard drive, and everything on it are gone.
So, if you don't hear from me for a while, its because I don't have your contact info. Biggest lesson... stop what you are doing. Stop reading our blog. Right now! and back up your files!!!
I'm really fortunate that our best pictures over the past few years are here and in my snapfish account. So pictures weren't really lost. And my financial records are all at the bank and on paypal. I lost all of my documents (yikes! That includes articles written, the outline for my first book that I was getting ready to submit and financials, contact info and ordering information for Precious Personalities) and all of my Outlook files--my calendar, address book, e-mails, etc.
Why are you still reading this? Back up, back up, back up!!
So, if you don't hear from me for a while, its because I don't have your contact info. Biggest lesson... stop what you are doing. Stop reading our blog. Right now! and back up your files!!!
I'm really fortunate that our best pictures over the past few years are here and in my snapfish account. So pictures weren't really lost. And my financial records are all at the bank and on paypal. I lost all of my documents (yikes! That includes articles written, the outline for my first book that I was getting ready to submit and financials, contact info and ordering information for Precious Personalities) and all of my Outlook files--my calendar, address book, e-mails, etc.
Why are you still reading this? Back up, back up, back up!!
Thursday, May 31, 2007
The zoo!
On one of our favorite excursions... a trip to the zoo! This time, it was just Carson, Wesley and me. The week after, we went with friends (and with their camera--no pictures yet.)

The boys insisted that they should look through the cheese... we haven't quite gotten this concept yet.

Wesley loved the turtles.

This picture holds special meaning for us. Not sure if you can read the plaque, but it was dedicated by my dad and uncle in 1956 in memory of their mom, Phyllis Anathan Meyers (Carson and Wesley's Great Grandmother). We try to take a picture there each year.

The boys insisted that they should look through the cheese... we haven't quite gotten this concept yet.

Wesley loved the turtles.

This picture holds special meaning for us. Not sure if you can read the plaque, but it was dedicated by my dad and uncle in 1956 in memory of their mom, Phyllis Anathan Meyers (Carson and Wesley's Great Grandmother). We try to take a picture there each year.
The death of a camera
has brought a lull in the updates. There are so many great stories, and I am so sorry that I haven't been keeping this blog up to date. The next few entries will be pictures from April when our camera was on its last leg.
But, celebrate! Our new camera just arrived this week and I'm so excited to break it in. (Not break it... break it in, of course). I'm planning to take lots more pictures this weekend and will update next week. In the meantime, enjoy some highlights from the spring...
But, celebrate! Our new camera just arrived this week and I'm so excited to break it in. (Not break it... break it in, of course). I'm planning to take lots more pictures this weekend and will update next week. In the meantime, enjoy some highlights from the spring...
Monday, February 19, 2007
Saturday, February 17, 2007
Friday, February 16, 2007
Carson wrote his name!
When Mommy and Daddy are in Mexico...
Carson and Wesley's Very First Eagles Game

What a lucky pair! At only 3 and 1, these two bird-fans attended their first Eagles game (vs. the Falcons on New Year's Eve.) It was really cold, so we didn't stay long. We couldn't believe how much the kids really loved it! (Okay, I was lucky, too. It was my first time at the newish field.)
New Years Eve was completed that evening with dinner with Grammy, who volunteered to watch the boys while Steve and I went out to a party.
The big morning...
Tradition: Cutting down our Christmas Tree
Hannukah Party/Our Shabbat King
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