Wendy Graduates from Preschool!!!!!!!

She did it. She graduated from preschool. SOB! Where, oh where, is the time going?! She did not wear a cap n' gown, or walk across the stage, but it was a concert of jubilee with apple juice and cookies following. Daddy took the morning to come and see her and her classmates sing silly songs and flap their arms on stage. I videotaped it. Linc bounced up and down on our laps watching joyfully! It was so special. Afterwards, we ate lunch at Chipotle and then I took her to Target to pick out her own graduation present. She chose a Barbie in a swimsuit with a toddler doll in matching swimsuit. As if to say, "See? Preschool was a piece of cake! Pre-K, ready or not, here I come!"

I call this "Ole Sarge." If Linc follows in his mommy and daddy's footsteps, and goes to Texas A & M, and covers our old stomping grounds with his now pudgy feet, perhaps this shot will make the slide show at his wedding rehearsal dinner that we'll someday host! Especially if his future wife is going to be an Aggie! You never know!

"The Way She Plays" Wendy is imaginative and can play for hours, creating little scenes from her own mind's wanderings. This paper towel is snow on the house.

The other day, I opened her bedroom closet for socks and found this little guy napping in the sock basket!

"In her play kitchen, behind closed doors, two dear friends enjoyed a quiet, peaceful tea break."

Linc holds his head up high, rolls around on the floor, but is not yet crawling--still has a way to go before that, I think!

Smokey blues bring out his eyes. He looks rather dazed and confused in this pic. Must've just gotten up out of bed!

She stuck a butterfly on his head to make him beautiful before she'd agree to this tender Sister-Brother shot!

Linc is thinking, "Mom! MOM! Why on Earth are you letting her handle me? Come ON!"

Wearing Ralph Lauren, from my mom. Of course, I go to put it on him this morning, for the first time, size 6 months, and already, this'll be the last time. It was a fight of fixed cotton seams pulled over soft, rubbery, squeaky clean baby chub!

Here is one well-fed baby!

I am so blessed to have such a happy baby boy! I mean he is eas--aye!