It's been a few weeks since you turned six. The little boy who was the cutest chunkiest baby is now a big kindergartner. You know how to read and do math. Amazing stuff is happening in that brain of yours. You catch on quickly. You surprise me with all the big words you know.
You continue to be my sweet boy with a funny sense of humor. You are thoughtful and curious. In the mornings, I have to talk you out of sleep, reminding you that it is yet another day of school. I wish you could stay cuddled in your warm bed as much as I wish I could stay in bed. We definitely have that in common.
You have your very own friends and were so happy to see them at your party. It's neat to see you show up in the morning and walk away from me and Paloma to join your little group of friends. You run off to play and as the bell rings to line up I walk up and tell you, "I love you, Angus. Have a great day!" You give me a kiss and turn around. Confidently and comfortably you walk in to class. That is what I call growing up.
You can now cross the monkey bars from one end to the other. You read your own books. You want to do everything Jonas wants to do. You are a natural gymnast. You still love ice cream. At night you want me to tell you "Angu" stories, like the ones I told you when you were two years old.
Every day this week, Paloma and I were at the shop. On Monday she was fine with being there but by today she was not happy. Her number one place to be at is at home. We are always driving or at the shop. While at the shop, I give her things she has to do on her own. She paints, draws, colors, watches t.v., plays with her toys and asks for me to join her every time. I get her started on the activity but eventually I have to focus on work.
She is pretty good at entertaining herself. But there are days when she will tell me that I never play with her. I stop and think and it is kind of true. We are together everyday, we talk, we do play, but we are always running errands or I'm always taking care of something, or filling out some paper or other. If we are home I make it a point to stop what I am doing to play puppies or tea time or store or whatever she wants to play. Sometimes she senses when I'm not fully there because I'm thinking of what I should be doing.
She is going to start preschool in August. She is ready now. She is my last baby and I want to hold on to her for as long as I can. Growing up comes way too quickly. I need to stop and enjoy my little four-year-old sweetheart more.
I know she knows that this how it has to be and the shop is a place she enjoys, as well, but maybe i can only go specific days so she does not tire of it.
And when she asks to play puppies I'm going to stop and play puppies.
I love it when my children can enjoy playing in the backyard. It definitely needs some attention. Our yard has been neglected. Mavis destroys everything back there. So, spring time is the best time for being outside.
The kids love playing with Mavis, not always, but when they are in the mood, Mavis truly enjoys it. She's like a big kid herself. They run around, chase her. Each one of them is goofy in their special way.
You don't have to look at Angus' face to know that this child is having a good time.
February is almost gone and I have many photos of it. That way I can see that the days actually took place because as I sit here and try to think of half of the things we have done, I can't.
The fog came to visit us for a day. The city felt dreamy. We couldn't just enjoy it from our house. We had to go out to explore and view it from different places. Jeremiah picked the perfect place, Papago Park's hole in the rock. We wish it would come back for another visit.
Paloma's birthday jumpy castle stuck around for a few extra days. The kids had so much fun, including Mavis, whom we taught how to slide down. The day after, Angus and Paloma walked outside ready to jump, but it was gone. A sad moment, for a few seconds, then they played something else.
She got this preschool activity book for her birthday. She is learnding her letters, shapes and colors.
Paloma and I have been having one too many lunches at Rolberto's. They all love the taquitos, guacamole on the side. Not helping my figure at all. Oh, well! A girls got to eat. If taquitos are on the menu, then that is what we shall eat!
February brought a bunch of cousin visits. We have been lucky to see them all.
Angy ready for school. It makes me so happy that he loves it. He is learning so much. He reads, writes, knows addition. He's my smart mango.
Miah took a quick trip to San Francisco. He left Wednesday and surprised me on Valentine's Day. He loves getting on the road.
We spent time at Patricia's house and my parents house while the Mr. was in California. Not as exciting as his outing, but fun nonetheless.
These photos end on February 15th. Half of the month has passed us but the days were not wasted. We have been cruising in our blazer, top off, wind in our hair and eyes, sky above and scenery all around.