Guess who's in Kinder!

Gerard entered kindergarten this week!
He's been doing so very well. We're glad that he's at Sunset, and he is in very good hands with Ms. Miller. He's already made a few friends: Owen, Spyder, Ethan, Finn. Not sure who else. But he's already familiarized with his classmates' name and the first week isn't even over. He knows his routine already after the first day!

My boy, I am so proud of you. You turned my life around when I found out about your existence, and here you are, growing before my very eyes.

I love you, son. 

I have been reading this story over and over....
http://news.nurse.com/article/20130819/EOS1/108190022

It's so sad, yet, the stories that help me to love life everyday.

I still very much remember the first night we brought you home Aubrey. You cried all night, and I didn't get any sleep. I carried and cradled you, and whispered advice to you for however long it took to calm you down. I don't remember what I said, but I rambled on and on. But I also held you the whole time.

You've grown so attached to me, and I do believe it's because since you've been born you know and feel how much I love you. We've been so close to each other, and it's never changed. For the first minutes after your birth, I got to hold you right away. And I held you as much as I could, until we had to return to the hospital for your surgery. When I couldn't hold you for days after that, I was extremely heartbroken. Because I couldn't hold you, and your brother was with grandparents and I couldn't hug him either. That was the worst week of my life, but it was also the best week since you were saved and recovering.

I love you, my babygirl. 

Practice spelling

Aubrey, at 3, is actively reading and spelling. Here is her own attempt at spelling "coyote."

She is currently able to spell her own name perfectly :)

My funny girl

Aubrey: I have to vomit
Mama: No, don't vomit. Keep it in.
Aubrey: Ok. But I have to vomit!
Mama: Why? You're not gonna grow.
Aubrey: I need to vomit.

So I took you to the bathroom, while saying you shouldn't vomit. At the trash can, you burped....

Aubrey: Oh, I just needed to burp!
Mama: hahaha!