Cadillac Style

That's how I roll now... cadillac style.  Yes, in my new (to me) Cadillac.  I haven't posted about it yet because it took me all week to come to terms with driving a Caddy.  I having a birthday this month that I'm struggling with so driving an old lady car just didn't sit right with me.  If you know my hubby, you know he's not the overindulger, spur of the moment buyer (he's a financial advisor for cryin' out loud).  So when he called to say he was probably buying a car I almost choked.  Long story short, it really was a steal.  And since our 2000 Accord is still going strong but starting to show her age (as evidenced by the dome light/sunglass holder console falling out of the ceiling) it was really too good of a deal to pass up.  Go ahead, you can make fun of me now.  Heck, I would make fun of me too. 

Not much else is going on these days.  I had to post something to keep my 4 readers reading this literary masterpiece.  Sydney started gymnastics this week.  She was super excited and had a great time. 
P.S. Bela Karolyi won't be calling anytime soon.

One Very Merry Christmas

We had a very Merry Christmas at our house if I do say so myself.  I'm still wondering why all these years Texans have been wishing for a white Christmas.  I sure hope it's another 80 years before we see one again.  What a mess!  It derailed a few holiday traditions for many.  So once every 80 years is enough for me. 

Christmas was SUPER fun at our house this year.  Sydney finally told us what was on her list for Santa.  When asked her response was, "You'll see...".  She finally let me know that they mailed a letter to Santa at school.  Numero uno on the list:  an iphone.  Luckily, she was okay with Santa having a strict rule about how old you have to be to get a cell phone.  And it is way older than 5 (and a half).  Sam just wanted presents.  What kind?  Toys.  Easy.  Done.

Making reindeer food

View from our front door.  Yucky mess!

I hope everyone had a WONDERFUL holiday!!

Hello...Anyone There?

I have fallen off the face of the blogger world.  I know, I suck!  But I'm considering starting this bad boy up again.  But I really need to know that someone other than my mother might read this (no offense Mom, but I talk to you everyday).  I could probably sum up the last few months in less than 10 words:
school, work, loose teeth, bonked heads, busy... you get it.  GOOD, now we are all caught up.

Another side to this sad tale is that not only have I not been blogging, but I haven't been reading blogs either. But over the last 2 days I've popped in and out seeing what's new with my blogger buds. 

I'm back!  Not by popular demand, but yes back.

Day 3 - Falling Down on the Job

Okay, so day 3 of kindergarten I forget to pack Sydney a drink for lunch. She seemed fine about it and let me know that she just walked right up and charged herself a drink in the cafeteria. She gave me the whole conversation about getting a milk from the lunch lady. She told them her name and teacher's name and even had to spell her Nayfa (not unusual). She said, "Mom, I can buy my lunch right there at school. But I have to pay. With money."

Let's face it, it's time to stop faking this "with-it, lunch-making" mom thing. Sydney is super pumped about eating the school lunch. I just hope she still feels that way after actually eating it.

First Day of Kindergarten

We made through day 1 of kindergarten. Whew! Sydney had a fantastic day. I know because we had long and involved mother/daughter chat about her day:

Mom: How was kindergarten?
Sydney: Fine.
Mom: What did you do?
Sydney: Lots of stuff.
Mom: What was the best part?
Sydney: Recess

I asked her about the rules. They are as follows:
1. No punching.
2. No pushing.
3. No biting.
4. No pushing people off the slide.

I guess this quiet, suburban school nestled in a master planned community is rougher than it looks. I asked if there were any criers. Just a kid named Ryan and he cried A LOT. Poor Ryan. He must ran into one of those punchers, pushers, or biters on the playground.

And no, I didn't cry like a big baby. I did have to wear my sunglasses inside for a few minutes to hide the small amount of tears that were welling up. But I wasn't the only one.

Sydney and her teacher, Ms. Scott

Home of the Noble Knights


These girls all started kindergarten today. We were all outside taking pictures this morning. They live next door and across the street. I had to remember if we were starting kindergarten or middle school. Sydney's main concerns about kindergarten so far have been who's in what class. Especially Drew... Sydney has talked non-stop about a boy in her old class named Drew. Apparently he is the "most handsome man in the world". Not sure who this Drew is but he sounds dreamy.

Big girl

Sam's First Haircut

We finally took Sam for his first haircut. I have taken the scissors to few wild strands in the comforts of our my bathroom, but this was the real deal. Kyle was going for a haircut so we tagged along. Kyle is not the kinda guy who goes to a salon. He's a barber shop guy. This was my first experience in a barber shop. My take - just like a salon. The gossip's just different. Anyhoo...I was not expecting Sam to be very happy about this. So was not the case. My little guy jumped into the seat, proudly wore the batman smock, and took it like a man. He looks so cute if I do say so myself.

Before Picture

All Done!

After Picture

How Many Days till Kindergarten?

Yes folks, I'm the one who might just shed a tear on the first day of kindergarten. Don't worry, I'll do it in the privacy of my own car as I drive away, but I'm pretty sure the tears will be flowing the morning of August 25th. I won't dare be that momma crying in the "Cheers and Tears" room for kindergarten parents. I never really understood why people were crying and might just have made a little fun of those moms at one time or another. Well, karma's a bitch because here I am tearing up in the school supply aisle at Wal-Mart. Let's face it, she's been in school for awhile now. This is not her first time leaving the nest. I can hardly believe it's time for her to start school. Speaking of starting school, the first step is to register - which I just did on Friday. Let's just say it's very weird to be in a school that you aren't in charge of. I do this everyday and still I acted like I hadn't been in an elementary school since I was in elementary school. I wanted so badly to shout really loudly "I'm a principal so I know what goes on around here and you better do it right or else"! I thought that might be coming on a wee bit strong. So I took the more passive aggressive approach and wrote a letter using all my big school words like "thrives on consistency" and "structured yet nuturing environment". Don't worry, I didn't request a teacher or make any threats, just gave the school peeps the low down on little Miss Syd. I would appreciate that as a principal so I'm hoping her principal feels the same way. Luckily I also sent her email with an electronic copy of the letter in case she didn't get the hard copy. And did I mention I sent it from my school email that has my automatic signature on it that just happens to say my name and title? Surely it can't hurt, right?

This weekend we did a little school shopping for shoes and such. Sydney picked out a back pack and lunch box. We were in such a hurry, I forgot to cry. We were headed to a hair appointment for Sydney. Her hair is DARLING if I do say so myself. Take a peek at my big girl.