How Bad Is It?

Well, we won't know how bad it is until we see a specialist. My poor baby!


Tracy is enjoying Sam's crutches!

Preschool Spring 2009

What a face! I try not to buy too many school photos, but this one was hard to resist.

Summer fun!

Improved attititude!

Boy, did Tracy ever surprise me last night! She and I were folding clothes fairly late last night when I realized my training call was about to start. I chased her to bed and told her that I would finish up after the call. When I went up to bed at 11:15 p.m. after the call and finishing dishes and expecting to spend the next hour finishing, she had completed all the folding and delivered the clothes to the right bedroom and was sound asleep herself. Oh, and she left me a very sweet note. My heart melted.

Yes. It does get better than this!

In case you are unaware of this, I am the "meanest mom in the world." Hmmm . . . such a sad face. We are both working on our attitudes.

Does it get any better than this?

I had an inkling that Ronald McDonald would be at our local McDonald's as he was scheduled at the two elementary schools that day. Last year we stumbled upon him quite by accident, this year the neighbor's and I set out in search and we were rewarded with a private show! How exciting for the kids. What a riot this guy is! We all laughed until our bellys hurt!

Who wouldn't love this face?

What a photogenic little guy, I have! Jack is as delightful as he looks; however, I fear he is getting spoiled. He can play that baby card like no one I have ever seen, but when it is to his advantage, "I AM A BIG BOY! I HAVE A BIG BED!" Okay then.