Let's date this, August 10, for when I wrote it, but it wouldn't load.....


It's been over a month since I've posted. For that I'm sorry. We've been a little busy, but that's no excuse.
The best news out of the last month is Nate is potty trained. That's awesome. No diapers. No stinky trash. No more $$$ for diapers. No panic that we've used the last diaper.
In other big news, Cade started kindergarten. What a whirlwind, such a change. MomMom and I sat through orientation while Cade played on the playground. He was so excited to see his friends from his old school.
Though his first real day of school may have been a little too exciting for him. The teacher put him in the wrong group, and he ended up on a bus...while MomMom was waiting outside for him. Fortunately if you're in kindergarten, the bus driver doesn't let you off the bus if your parent isn't there. So Cade ended up back at school and safely with MomMom. He still loved school, but says he doesn't want to get on the bus again.
I stocked the cabinets and fridge today for school lunches. This is a first. I'm kind of excited. I hope he likes it.
Needless to say it's been an emotional week. Now, I didn't cry when it came to Cade's school, but I also didn't have to drop him off and leave him. Today I went through some clothes of the boys and was a little sad. I keep one tote out and when I see one of the kids have grown out of something I throw it in. It keeps things from getting washed over and over again, or taking up space in the drawers. After accumulating a couple of totes I needed to go through them to see what needed to be a hand me down and what needed to be a donation. I like to keep the boys keepsakes limited to one tote. I found a few things to add to the box. It's just sad that we're getting so far away from baby, but it's a good thing too. I try not to linger on missing their baby status and enjoy the age/growing status. It's tough, especially seeing their hospital clothes or my favorite onesies/pajamas.
Nate's bed is ready for use. He's on his second night of it. Yes, he's three and has been sleeping in a playpen. He likes it there and I know he's safe. I got a rail for his bed so we'd know he was alright and he loves it. (See? No more baby.)