Graduation from PEC

Wesley's graduation from Kindergarten!

Grandma and Pipa came down from the mountain to attend his big ceremony. The day started out with homemade biscuits 'n gravy. He got dressed up in his sharp looking church clothing, and off we went. He was very poised as he sang his songs on stage, and always gave me a bright smile whenever I pointed the camera towards him.

He walked to the center stage and happily took his certificate when they announced his name, and that he wants to be "a policeman" when he grows up.

Many hugs, pictures (with girls from his class of course) and kisses later, we left! My little boy is no longer a little boy. He is a confident, smart, energetic, competetive and happy child...he also thinks he is part Indian with his tan skin (his left arm next to his right arm).

Sniff sniff.

I miss my wesito already.

Izzy izzy cocoa pop

17 months old. He is adorable. He loves water. He loves to help clean with gloves, cook with a spatula, windex windows, drink smoothies, vaccum and smile.

His first expression is, "mwwah" ("mas"). But, Jared thinks he can now say baba (papa) and mama. He is also getting fiesty. When he gets mad he points his finger at you and yells.

He spends most of his day toddling around, following papa around (since I have been at summer school). When Jared sits down at the computer, he will spin his chair around, grunt and want to be held...or just yell at Jared until he gives him some attention.

We love him.

end of kindergarten

The year has flown by. He has now written notes to ME in sentences! I am so impressed. I am NOT impressed with the three girls who have been calling him on my cell phone and who leave him their phone numbers (or his, "I love Jaelen" notes home).

He loved feeding his caterpillars, watching them form into chrysallis', hatch and then fly away. He nurtured them and loved them so much. One died and he buried it in the backyard with tears.




"I love you mom. And can we go to the parek to play with JD."
"I wut to go to the movey teedr" (Movie theatre, b/c Austin goes to summer movies and not Wes). What a great Ninja Turtle!

He has learned rhymes (eeney, meeney, miney, mo, catch a tigger by the toe) and hand slapping games. He and I also made a paper mache spider..our first at home project. I can also have him read to Isaac. I love that part.

The Runaways

When thee little boys get together, they do just plain 'ol stupid things.

Wesley and Austin had one of their best buddie over, Barik Boley. We were all getting ready to go swimming over at Barik's house. I told them to go into the garage to get on their sandals. I thought they'd wait for me...

Five minutes later I went into the garage, which had been cracked open 12 inches. No boys were in the garage. I went outside. No boys were in the driveway. No boys were hiding behind the bushes. No boys were in the car waiting. No boys were across the street. NO BOYS ANYWHERE

We got in the car and started calling for these two 6 year olds and one 4 year old.

Can't see them. Can't hear them. Worries start to build and my heart start to beat faster.

It's 105 degrees outside.

Drive to the Boley's. No one has arrived there.

Jared gets on foot and starts searching through the bushes and trees. I start making unsuccessful loops around the neighborhood.

I pass by an older lady walking on the street. Did I see her with someone too?

I drive over. Yep...it's the boys. They had crossed through two major streets and intersections.

Red faced. Sweating. Embarressed.
Had been hiding under a bush. Hide and Seek?

I corral them into the Armada. Tears streaming. Heart grateful. Made eye contact with the sweet stranger. No words were needed.

Took Barik home. Left Leslie a message of concern and gratitude.

Sent our boys back up to their rooms for some tiemo quieto.

Between my tears and Jared's stern voice, we taught them an important message about stranger danger, being too small to wander away (pero Mama, eramos tres personas!), and how much we love them and would miss them in our family.

So grateful it was a good samaritan that picked them up and not a creepy sex offender. Grateful to not have to call 9-1-1 and report a missing child report. Grateful for a safe (?) neighborhood and that I noticed they were gone within 5 minutes.

I love my naughty little boys.

baseball and birthday

Wesley ended his Spring t-ball season. He loved playing his last game in the big Surprise Stadium. The trophy, free ice cream cone and certificate made his entire week. He immediately took home the trophy to wash it with soap, sleep with it under his pillow and take it to school to show his friends. I love his natural excitement. He loves throwing anythings; dirty laundry, balls, shoes and stuffed animals around. He can't wait for more sports; soccer, swim, and basketball.








We loved taking Leslie out for her 3-4 birthday. A great Thai restaurant, clean comedy and friendships made it a fun night. I wanted to embarrass her, but she stayed under the radar all night. I love any excuse to put on some bling jeans, high wedges and extra glitter.