I think this blog might end up being more for Katie since I'm not posting that often, but I am going to try to post a bit more so I have something to show Katie. When I realized that I haven't posted since February I felt bad.
Just to give you a rundown of what has been going on with Katie lately...
She is amazingly glad to be enjoying summer vacation. Really, should they be so happy to be out of school at her age? I mean, she hasn't even started full time yet. I can't wait for that rude awakening.
I am also glad that summer vacation has started because now I can monitor when my child is around boys. Yep, boys. Isn't it too early to have these issues? We have already had discussions of a) you don't tell boys when you have a crush on them; b) you don't need to hold hands with boys at this age; c) you DEFINITELY don't need to be kissing boys at this age. Now just in case you think I'm being proactive... I'm not... I'm being REactive. All of this has taken place including my child asking one of the boys in her class to go out to lunch with her. His mother's reply to this when she found out was to send me a message telling me to call her so that she could have Katie over for a "Lunch date". Um, no, I'm not encouraging this. Apparently this is not the first girlfriend for this little boy.
She was also in another dance recital at the beginning of the month, but is done with dancing and very happy about that much to my mother's dismay. She wants to take classes in clay instead. Much rather get dirty right? .... Hopefully there won't be any boys in the class. Ugh.
The highlight of the last few weeks though has been the cicadas. For those of you, if there are any, reading this not from the area, we were hit with the 17-year cicadas recently. Katie has been catching them daily (and releasing them). I will have to look for a picture, I think I may have one that Cynthia took with her phone. I kept meaning to take pictures before they died off, but kept forgetting and now they seem to be disappearing. At least right by us. If we go a little farther south they are still flying around like butterflies...actually I don't see that many butterflies.
And now Katie is currently trying to figure out how she can have as much fun as possible this summer. She cracks me up. When I get home I will try to find some current pictures, or at least some new pictures, to post.
8 comments:
you are in soooooooooooooooo much trouble with that child! glad you are back! :) (and thanks for letting me know you are back!) LOL
Trouble? That child? Oh yeah. Remember how I said I was moving to Hawaii when she became a teenager? When I go in December I'm looking at housing. I can't wait that long.
Mary, Mary, Mary...1st I am so glad you finally posted something. I thought your email was going to say you're taking down the blog for lack of commentary. 2nd, Cheyanne liked a little boy in her preschool class and kissed him on the cheek. She remembers it and wonders what was she thinking. At the age of 10 she still thinks boys are fine as friends, anything else is just yuck! In preschool I had to tell her we don't kiss anyone except mom & dad. Camden likes to hug everyone, no matter who and invite them to his house. I had to tell him the same thing. Hopefully, as she gets older it will pass and boys will be yucky for awhile. We can only hope;)
Debbie, I am completely looking forward to a phase of "boys are ick". I've already told her that they're all crazy. LOL I would be really surprised if I get that phase though. I hope I'm wrong.
So you are moving when, next year? :P I remember having a boyfriend in Kindergarten. I can't remember his name though. Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Now I know where she gets it from....Aunt Becky.
Escaping to Hawaii,ah let's see,I think the lunch dates there are half naked, tan and the drinks have little umbrellas in them. Mare,Katie would be better off lunching with classmates whom are not attached to surf-boards! Some things are hard to escape from,even if there is black sand.
Roddy, Roddy, Roddy. I didn't say I was taking the family with me did I?
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