Wednesday, October 18, 2017

Two years later...

Here I am.  It has been 2 whole years since my last post.  I think that alone provides insight into the joy and mayhem that is our life.  Full of AWESOME!!! 

Cade is in 6th grade now.  He is officially a middle schooler.  And with that comes many changes.  In May, Cade surpassed me in both height and weight.  Not that that's saying a whole lot, as I'm only 5'2", but there's something about the milestone of a child growing bigger than his mama that seems poignant.  He still loves math, football and his friends.  He's a very good friend to his buddies too.  He keeps their ever-important 6th grade secrets like who has a crush on who.  He tells me, "Mom, if I tell you, and they find out I told you, they'll never confide in me again."  What a guy! 

Last week was Cade's last flag football game with Keith as his coach.  Next year, he will move on to tackle football.  It has been 7 years of the Bills flag football team, playing a total of 14 seasons together.  I think I'm going to have to write a separate post on the impact of the Bills flag football team on Cade, on Keith and on our family as a whole.  For now, suffice it to say that we couldn't be more grateful for our time with that team, those kids and their families. 

Carter is now a 5th grader.  He is responsible, kind, sports-loving.  He just earned his G by 4 award from all of his hard work in Kumon.  This means that he got through level G by 4th grade.  He earned a personally engraved gold star paper weight as a memento of his achievement.  This kid is going to be a CFO someday.  His gift in all areas of mathematics is truly astounding.  His smile lights up a room.  His laugh is absolutely contagious.  He's funny.  His sense of humor is sophisticated and witty.  He can dance.  Well.  Really, really well.  I love when he busts a move when he's excited. 

Cooper is in half day Kindergarten.  He is the top reader in his class, reading at a 2nd grade level.  He is also in the 1st grade math class.  School is very easy for him and for that, I'm beyond grateful.  He started Kumon in January and I believe that Kumon has given him the confidence boost to be so happy and successful in school.  I pray that this continues through the years.  He loves The Price is Right.  He asks me to watch it nearly every morning.  He loves football.  He just finished his 2nd season with the Billies flag football team, coached by none other than the ever-amazing Daddy.  Cooper gets a lot of practice playing football with his brothers and it shows on the field.  He's a pretty good little player.  Cooper still loves going everywhere with me.  He's my buddy.  My pal.  He has an emotional awareness that can be nothing other than a gift from his Nanny.  It's as if he can see inside people's hearts and feel how they're feeling.  Then, with that understanding, he uses his words and actions to support others.  When I think of little Cooper, I just think...Wow. 

Oh, Cora.  Our littlest, bookend baby.  She's small, but MIGHTY.  Her personality is simply enormous and I can't begin to conceive of what she will do and be when she grows up.  God has great plans for her (and for all of us).  I know that for sure.  She's in 3 year old preschool this year.  Her teacher, Miss Kimmie, just told me yesterday that Cora is a great learner, listener and friend.  I couldn't ask for anything more than that.  Cora is a snuggler.  She often climbs in bed with me in the morning and snuggles with me for an extra half an hour.  I cherish those morning snuggles.  I hope I never forget how small she feels in my arms, how warm she feels snuggled up with me under the covers, how her chest and back move in and out with every breath, the smell of her sleepy hair.  Oh, how I love those morning snuggles.  And I can't forget to share how Cora spontaneously says "I Love you."  She says it multiple times each day.  Randomly.  It's precious.  She's precious. 

I sit here on our couch, typing, flanked by Cooper and Cora.  They have their arms around me.  Life is so, so good.  <3

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