No Showers...

Ross and Cale had a good time last night at the dance.  When I went back to pick them up they were actually dancing.  They didn't take showers but they did change clothes and put deodorant on.  

Happy Friday

It's Friday...a well needed Friday...and I only worked 2 1/2 days this week...  I had a killer cold - turned sinus infection.  Still not feeling 100% but looking forward to 2 days off work without being sick.  I think we should take our sick days when we are feeling food and the weather is nice so we can enjoy them and go to work when we're sick. 

Cale and Ross (hopefully) are going to a middle school dance at the Lions Club tonight.  It's a drop them off, sign them in and pick them back up type event...kinda cool for them.  I am excited that they are growing up a little and can do things like this.  Excited but also a little nervous, no reason in particular just a little nervous.  They will be just fine - I know!  Hum...I wonder if they are going to want to take showers and dress nice?  We shall see.

Do you have any idea how many shots it took to get just one where everyone was at least looking at the camera?

The 6 fingers up is because Mom MADE him because it was the 1st day of 6th grade

SO this is a bit late as Cale just started his 4th week of school!  The first day of a new year at a new school.  Cale wasn't so nervous but I would say I was.  I was anxious for a fresh start for him after just a little termoil at MM Pierce.  

...alarm set for 6:00am :( ouch!!  Clothes on, new shoes shiny and tied, teeth brushed, hair done (yes, I said hair done - this is 6th grade you know), breakfast ate and headed outside for the traditional 1st day pictures.  Took a few and asked Cale if he wanted me to walk to the bus stop with him...No - of course, I knew the answer before I asked but for some reason just felt the need to hear him not needing mom at the bus stop.  So I followed him to the end of the driveway and then realized that I couldn't see to the end of the road where the bus picked him up at so I started walking behind Cale.  He turned around a few times and finally asked are you following me...my reply, not really...a few more steps and "mom, are you really going to do this?"...I guess I should stop following my grown up 6th grader.