Today is a gift

We made it through Rowyn's first recital and first year of tap and ballet.  As it stands now, she says she doesn't want to do it again next year.  I'm a little disappointed she doesn't want to do it again next year, but mostly because she really seemed to love being on that big stage.  Maybe I'll ask her again in a few months. ;)  

Rowyn got carnations from us, peonies from Grammy and Grandpa's, and roses from her Finny...

Miss Diggity Dancer was thrilled.  Thanks again, Julie...so sweet!

Wednesday was her last class, so we brought treats to share with her friends.  Rowyn helped me pack them.  Now to get moving on teacher gifts.  Yikes, not much time left...school is out a week from Monday!  I'll have to check out Pinterest for some inspiration.  Like I'm not on Pinterest checking things out anyway. Ha!

I caught Rowyn heading outside the other morning with bedhead and some flashy glasses.  

We found Lumpy and Booth sound asleep and snuggled up the other night.  She loves that dog...and he her.  He cries and carries on every time she gets home from school.

Speaking of school, Camdyn had her end of the year program this past week.

And it's official, she's a Big K graduate!  She's come a long way this year and we're so proud of her.

With summer vacation just around the corner, the kids and I started our summer to do list.  We're still adding and they've come up with some fun ideas...can't wait to get started checking them off.




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I can't end my post without mentioning a brave, beautiful little girl that lost her battle with cancer this week.  She touched more people in her short five years than most people do in a lifetime...many of which she never even met.  My thoughts and prayers go out to Anna and her family.


Yesterday is a memory.
Tomorrow is a mystery.
Today is a gift.
Which is why it is called the present.


Today is a gift.  Every day with my children is a gift...and I'm not going to waste another minute, because tomorrow is a mystery.  Time to get off this computer and go hug my favorite 3-year-old.






(quote was a buddist saying)