Heavenly father I really love you
I will help you clean up cause I love you
Cause I really really love you
Cause your special
the end
song sung by Hailey at bedtime

A week ago we switched Hailey to afternoon Kindergarten. She would wake up so tired and it would be a fight to go to school. We thought that going in the afternoon would solve everything. It didn't... I had done everything that I thought would solve her problem. After talking to the principle and counselor we decided that they would meet me and the curb and they would take her to her classroom. Yesterday was the first day and both were there to pick her up. They were so calm and kind and took her to class crying. Today just the counselor and sweet Hannah were there and she cried for a second and walked holding their hands to her class. She says that she wants to walk by herself tomorrow. Progress!!!!

Everyone is dying to go outside and play! We ventured out today and jumped and played on the swing setin the mere 50 degree weather! Julia would live on the swing if I would let her!!

As I was putting Hailey to bed I was popping my fingers. This was our conversation.
Hailey:Mom you need to stop popping your fingers because its bad for them.
Me:Who told you that?!
Hailey:Preston

Remember

Someday I want my children to have books of memories from their childhood. I have a heck of a time remembering what happened last week. I want to remember that last week on the way home from Preston's mom and dad date we had this conversation:
Preston:One of my favorite things about myself is that I am good at sports.
Me:What else do you like about yourself?
Preston: I like that you are my momma
I want to remember that tonight as I was putting Tanner to bed he put his little hand on the side of my head and rubbed it with his thumb. I have been sick today and he was worried about me. He asked me if medicine would make me feel better. He told me that tomorrow he would draw me a picture because I am sick. I would forget that tender moment I had with him in the weeks to come.
I want to remember the eyes that my Hailey looked up at me with when I was telling her and Pres that treating each other the way they did didn't bring the Spirit into our house. How sorry she looked. The sweet hug they gave each other afterwards.
I want to remember the apprehension I have for Julia to go under anesthesia this Thursday for tubes. The feelings I feel for that sweet little girl when she was laying on the floor and I was giving her kisses.
This year I want to remember. To not miss out on sweet moments, hard moments, learning moments.