Our neighborhood has a revered tradition of gathering up all of the rising Kindergarteners for an afternoon of ice cream, playing and socializing. There were a few familiar faces in the group and even more that we met for the first time. Without further ado, I introduce to you the Class of 2024 (the mere… Read More
August is here and school is near! We’ve made a grand effort at making the PCP’s last days of summer something to remember. And I must admit, the whole family is supremely enjoying the activities in our Kindergarten Countdown! Here’s the latest: fly paper airplanes pick up shells at the beach catch lightening bugs decorate cookies I broke out… Read More
Yesterday we celebrated John. I just feel this extreme and hard to explain fervor to make a few lingering last-summer-before-school starts memories. I know that there will be weekends, breaks, holidays and summers but when he starts school later this month it will be the first time he’s be away from me for more than… Read More
We’re back home from our last trip of the summer before school starts and, between outings in Savannah and Atlanta, the Kindergarten Countdown is ON!!! W: have fun in the water Have fun in the water at the local spray ground we sure did! And when we were sufficiently water-logged, we headed to the playground, had a… Read More
For the second summer in a row, John spent a week enamored by Sea Camp at the Tybee Island Marine Science Center. I swear, he talked about the camp at least once a week for fifty-two weeks straight. As a mini beach explorer for the week, John explored the seashore, countless sea creatures and the… Read More
So we’re flying down the highway to Rosemary Beach, somewhere in the middle of Alabama, and the PCP announces from the backseat “something happened to my tooth.” I can’t help but groan and mutter in an unsuitably unkind voice (in my defense, I have been to the urgent care for stitches twice in the last… Read More
I travel with the littles a lot… as in once a month I load them up, along with an assorted and extensive trunk load of toys, bikes, balls and other can’t-possibly-live-without paraphernalia, to make the four hour drive down to Savannah for a week. All is good and well once we arrive (and that trunk… Read More