We all know that when it comes to my kids, I am a bit overprotective. Calling it “a bit” is probably an understatement. At least I admit it though, right? One thing I haven’t talked much about here is my history with anxiety. My struggle with it has had a huge impact on the way Adam and I choose to parent our kids. When most people look at a pool, they see a fun way to spend a summer day with their family. When I look at a pool, I think of all the way my kids can get hurt, or worse.
It seems I fell off of the blogging wagon again! I seriously have a good excuse this time. Well, sort of. See, what happened was my cell phone got run over by a tram at Disney World. I know, that was a few months ago, but I promise it caused this blogging hiatus! After hanging on for a few months, my phone finally died. Like would not turn on. Totally dead.
Braden, being the sweet boy that he is, made his birthday party planning incredibly easy on me this year. He loved his Pokemon party last year so much, that he wanted to do the same thing over again. I eventually convinced him to at least pick a different theme, so he decided on Skylanders. He wanted everything else exactly the same though. Easy peasy!
I have this thing about birthdays – I think that for kids, they should be a big deal. We should go out of our way to make them feel so special and so loved on their big day. Thankfully both of my kids have summer birthdays so we don’t have to worry about going to school on their big day (what fun is that?!). I take the day off of work (Adam tries to, if his work schedule allows it) and we let the kids decide what they want to do, all day long. They decide where we go, what we do, what we eat, etc. They love it!
At the end of the school year, we had an Occupational Therapy (OT) evaluation for Braden. His teacher recommended it for a few reasons, but mostly because she thought the OT may be able to help him with his super-sloppy handwriting.
Earlier this summer, after Braden and I returned from our trip to Atlanta, we spent a week at Cub Scout day camp at Camp Echockotee. Yes, I said “we”. Something you may not know about me is that I’m crazy over-protective when it comes to my kids. Some of my friends tease me about it, but I’m okay with that. The idea of my sweet boy out in the woods with the critters, shooting guns, swimming, doing archery.. all of that without one of his parents there? It kind of made me crazy.
The morning after Beth & Josh’s wedding, we hopped on a plane and headed back to Jax – there was no way I was going to miss my girls first dance recital!
You may remember back in October when we went to Atlanta for Laura and Jeremy’s wedding. This time it was Beth & Josh’s turn to tie the knot. I’d been stressing about the dates ever since mid-November when we found out that Mackenzie’s first dance recital was going to be one of the first two weekends in June. I kept my fingers crossed that it wouldn’t be June 5th. It was, of course.
I started to title this post “Time is a Jerk”, but decided maybe that wasn’t the best idea. It’s true though, even moreso the older I get. I swear having kids has made time fly by at warp speed.
Let’s rewind a bit.. more than a bit.. back to Memorial Day weekend. We spent Saturday at the Splash Park in our neighborhood with some friends. They came over early in the afternoon and we relaxed for a bit at the house, then walked over to the Splash Park.