A conversation overheard by a mother that involves her 5th grade son and friends....

Boys:

So, who is your teacher this year....various answers.

So, who is in your class..... various names.

So, what girls are in your class....various names.

Um, I think there are some new 5th grade girls....who....what class....what do they look like.... oh, you know her name.

Mother:

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It's time for Fair

Fair.... corn dogs, rides, fried dough with sugar, animals, and lemonade.....close of summer. Well, it is fair week in Kerbyville and for us that means lots of excitement. We have 2 4-H'ers in this house which means lots of projects to get done. Let's see decorate pens at fairgrounds, record books, interview, load pigs, shave pigs, brush rabbit, load tack box, and make sure show clothing is ready. Whew, I am tired just thinking about it. Ah, but Fair, the excitement in the air, a culmination of all that hard work over the winter coming to an end. The final project completed. My daughter's eyes will light up tonight as she walks into those barns. She should have been born to a rancher or farmer. She will walk the aisles and pet every beast in that barn. All the cows, sheep, pigs, rabbits, chickens, ducks, and horses. She will ask to do every project next year and we will have to tell her she has to pick one. She will clunk around in her pink cowgirl boots and by the end of the night she will be every one's best friend. That is just how she is, she loves fair. I love it to, I have to admit. I think I should have been born to a rancher. Don't get me wrong, I love some good shopping and dining in the city but there is just something about being in a barn full of animals. Yeah, I know...it stinks...for some. As a girl I always dreamed of having a horse or cows or pigs. I can see that same dream in my girl's eyes. If I could I would buy some land and we would move to the middle of nowhere and she could have all those animals to love. For now we will settle for the pigs, rabbit, dog, and cats. So tonight we are off to fair. Here are the projects that they are taking:



Thumper (the rabbit, no she does not sell him, he will come home)


Hambone (he will be sold)



So next week we will be exhausted but in a good way and in October we will start all over!

Scarlett

August

(deep breath)...August, it is such a strange month for me. Part of me is ready for a schedule and some structure in my life and the other part of me longs for the lazy days of summer to last forever. Laying by the pool, taking trips to the lake, visiting friends and family, talking fireside until the wee hours of the morning.....summer, all the things I treasure in my life. A few more weeks and we will be back to early mornings, packing lunches, football practice, homework, schedules. It is funny how the school years have changed for me. It used to be me looking at the calendar and counting the days until I was done with work and could spend all day home with my babies. Now I look at that calendar as a time keeper counting down the years until they leave home. They just seem to be moving faster than I ever though possible. Summer is coming to an end and my boy is entering his last year of elementary school. I don't know what is harder, watching him walk into that kindergarten room or watching him walk into 5th grade on his last first day of elementary school. Part of me wants to squeeze him and make him stop growing so fast but the more I squeeze the more he tries to wriggle free, just like when he was 3. Only this time it isn't just out of my arms, it's away from me into his own little life. With a role of the eyes and "mom" in only the tone that a preteen can give you he navigates his way through this world taking a piece of my heart with him. I know, we all did it, became independent, we just didn't know what it was doing to our mothers. Good thing or we might all still be living at home. I want him to be free and independent. Strong, sure, successful. I love watching him grow and gaining insight into his world. I will cherish this last year of elementary. I am blessed to have been with him the whole way, working at his school. So this year as I look at the calendar, I won't be counting down the days until summer break. I hope this year is long and sweet. I hope it takes it's time before June roles around. Until then, I will enjoy every last minute of our summer break. September take your time!

Let's Go Down to the River

Last Sunday my gigi was baptized. I can hardly believe that she has reached this stage in her life but I am proud of her. She was so cute when the pastor asked if it was okay if he baptized her. She said yes, just don't let go of me cuz I will just float away. So we all gathered at the river and watched her special day. Here are a few pics....