k3 promotion.

There are certain times where I'm reminded that I am in fact someone's parent.

I mean, I always know but there are events where it just hits me in the face.

Like Tuesday night. BG had her promotion ceremony at school. She had been talking about it for weeks. How she was getting on a stage and was going to get "permoted!" up to k4. She was stoked that afternoon when I picked her up from school to go home and get ready. She wanted to wear a pretty dress (and was very disappointed at the school's request of shorts and a blue shirt) and even wanted me to put a bow in her hair (which is NEVER the case anymore!). She was so, so excited.

So I got there and quickly claimed a few seats for our group after dropping BG off with her class. I started thumbing through the program and quickly noticed her name next to the opening song. Hmmm... now that's new. She hadn't said anything about that.

Sure enough, the introductions were made, the class was led out and my girl walked to the front of the stage to the microphone. And there in front of her entire class and a church full of their families, she sang her first little solo....


And then I died.

Ok I didn't. But I could have.

She did so good!!! And I'm totally "that Mom" right now but I. DON'T. CARE. Because y'all.

She did SO GOOD!!!

I still can't get in front of large crowds (without liquid courage) without shaking and pitting out but she did it. And that face after?! I mean, seriously. She knew she did good. I'm so freaking proud of that kid.

I've watched the video no less than one hundred times. No shame.

The rest of the ceremony was just as adorable. The kids sang, showed off what skills they learned throughout the year, and did a few skits. It was definitely in the top ten of cutest moments ever.

At the end, the teachers said a few words about each kiddo and their personality. They gave out awards based on their personalities such as "most likely to be a...". When it came time for E's, I was a little nervous (no lie) since she tends to be one of the most outspoken, sometimes getsintroublealot children. But they didn't focus on that at all (as they shouldn't because she is so much more than her sometimes poor lack of self control!!) and they nailed who she is.
My tiny dancer. Good grief I love her.

So another school year in the books. How on Earth is this going so fast?!??

life.

I've decided that I miss writing. I miss writing about the every day. I miss blogging our lives. I miss having a recording of my kid because she is growing, so, so fast. So I'm back. Hopefully for good. Hopefully more than just once a month.

BG has been taking dance since September. She seems to love it. Or seemed... It's the week before her recital and I've noticed that she tends to sit through her entire class lately. When I ask her about it, she says she "got shy" (not true) or "she's tired" (maybe true). Well we got her costumes for her recital in the other day and she loves them. So what's a Mom to do?

Bribe her.

If she doesn't dance at practice, I'll send those things back (I can't do that). It's been the only method to have her keep moving through her 30 minute practice. Though "practice" last week consisted of her spinning in circles with her skirt around her shoulders. I'm going to consider her recital a win if she makes it on the stage. After that? well... that's a picture at least.

So recital tomorrow. That should be fun.


I've been traveling a lot lately. Work is INSANE to say the least. We currently have two offices and I've been doing the sales for both areas. Now we've added a third office at the beach which adds a bit more travel. I've been alternating weeks down there with our other sales rep and our travel has really picked up. It's exhausting to say the least.

All that travel means Mr. P and the little are getting a lot of time to bond at home. Which sometimes means a project.

So last week while I was at the beach, they built a garden. Well, Mr. P built it. BG quickly decided it needed to stay empty because it was the perfect spot for her to sit in and watch tv on Mr. P's phone. She was not a fan of them filling it with dirt.

But they did. After he agreed to build her another one.

We headed to the store the other day and picked out a few plants. Her only request was strawberries. Then we picked out a few veggies that Mr. P and I wanted.

The two of them spent an afternoon planting and watering their new garden. I absolutely LOVE that they did this project together. They both had such a good time and it's been such a good way for her to get outside and stay busy. She has loved doing this with her Dad. It's pretty cute.

So now we have a garden. Which has already started sprouting strawberries which the little thinks is the coolest thing ever. So do her Dad and I to be honest.

Gardens, ballet... I think that's about it. We're in a nice little routine right now. Life is busy but I'm pretty sure with jobs and a preschooler that that is just the way it's going to be for a while.

Y'all cross your fingers that her recital goes well tomorrow. It could be a disaster..... Hopefully not though.