I cant believe how busy life gets! I wish I was one of those mom's who are on top of things so when I have a moment to sit, I don't drive myself crazy with thoughts of everything I need to do or didn't do. I just want to totally RELAX. So, if anyone has any thoughts or ideas please share!I have one idea but apparently I haven't hinted hard enough. I would like my husband to put a blindfold on me, take me somewhere warm and beautiful where the two of us could just hang out together and relax. Of course in order for it to be relaxing for me he would have to plan everything and not ask me any questions like where to eat, or where to stay. This would also include planning a babysitter, dog-sitter, and subs for any responsibilities we have going on. I'm not sure if he is up for the challenge or not?
I am anxious for school to be out (2 days 2 go) so that we can get rid of the "routine" for a while. On the other hand not having a routine can make me feel anxious and chaotic! I pray for a peaceful, fun, and relaxing summer.
Austin graduated from Kindergarten and is so excited to be a 1st grader next year. He was so cute at graduation. He had a rose for his teacher and could not wait to give it to her. He said his part in the program perfectly and slowly so everyone could understand. During one of the songs that said I love you he looked at me and winked as he sang the words I love you to me!
BreiAnna is "So Ready" for middle school! I think it may be an eye opener for both of us next year. I didn't have to face the drama of middle school (6,7,8th grade) until I was in 7th grade. We had Jr. High 7,8,9th instead. I think it was better because the girls and especially the boys had one more year to mature before having to think about dances, phone calls, and who is going out with who! Of course there is always drama with girls- one day their your friend and one day their not. Gossip. I am not ready for it! Pray for me! This is a picture of Brei on the 5th grade career day. She chose to interview me and talk about working as a dialysis nurse. I'm biased but I do think she had one of the best displays. She is also one of the prettiest 5th grade girls. I know this too will be a challenge!
Terek, I'm not sure what else to say about Terek. He keeps us all on our toes. I have had some pretty unbelievable days with him this last month. It is funny now when I think about them but at the time they brought me to tears. I even sucked it up and called for help on several occasions and if you know me at all you know that wasn't easy for me to do. I love him to pieces and wouldn't trade him for the world but he will be the one who humbles both Dorian and I. Its funny because I cant get mad at him. No matter how frustrated I get when I look at his big blue eyes and shaggy hair, my heart melts.
He can do no wrong in my eyes!
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Summer DaaZ
Posted by Dorian and Angie at 1:41 PM
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Hey I've been going to tell you what a great job BreiAnna did with the kids! Kenzie's hair was so cute and Wyatt keeps asking when "Breiandra" is coming back he was bummed to see us home when he woke up Saturday. She is an awesome babysitter I better not say that to loud or she will be booked next time I call!
OH and if you get Dorian to bilndfold you make sure he passes the hint to Tyler!!
Life will maybe slow down now. I can't beleive Breianna will be in Middle School. Austin looked very handsome at his graduation and Terek well he is just cute with those blue eyes.
You are doing great keeping caught up. You always find such cute things to add to your blog like the look alike meters. I finally added a slideshow with the grandkids on it.
Girl, I've been throwing that same hint at my husband for the last 15 years... Maybe WE should blindfold them and kidnap THEM somewhere that WE choose! It would definately include sun, beaches, virgin marguritas, pedicures, and some shopping! (They will regret not planning the trip themselves!) :) If only we didn't have babies to figure out, dang it.
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