Monday, August 25, 2014

First Day of Kindergarten.

Brooklyn's first day at school went much better than I had hoped. We woke her up and got dressed, although I was very tempted to get her all dressed up, we made the decision to let her choose her own outfit. Brooklyn was very proud of her outfit choice and she was comfortable, she is just not the super girly type.

After getting dressed she sat down to read to McKenna, who was not ready to start her day, while I finished breakfast.
 Nana couldn't make it to see Brooklyn off on her first day so we settled on a little early morning facetime. By then Kevin had convinced me that we were running late so I had Zero time for "First Day" pictures! I had to settle on a few snaps on the way to the car. Turns out Kevin had the times wrong and we had plenty of time..

 It all worked out because we ended up with a few extra minutes to say good bye and get our hugs and kisses!
(She stopped and posed without me even asking! 
This girl knows her mama.)

 I was fine, all smiles and no tears, until we started walking away and McKenna started sobbing "mama you forget brooklyn" after that I lost it, I cried all the way to the car and home, even randomly throughout the day I would think about something or someone would say something and the crying would start all over again.

Sunday, August 24, 2014

The Night before Kindergarten.

I wanted to do something special for Brooklyn's "night before kindergarten" to help get her excited for the day a head. After the busy day we had just had I knew Brooke wouldn't be up for much, she was tired! So I opted for a fun story instead, the particular story was all about how fun kindergarten would be. After we read the story a few times, the girls and I had a mini photo shoot to document Brookes last night befor school.

Thursday, August 21, 2014

Meet The Teacher Night

So in the weeks and I mean weeks, It was posted mid July in big letters on the schools billboard, leading up to meet the teacher, I had the date rolling around in the back of my head along with a plethora of questions about how it would go. Unlike most who I'm sure spent many sleepless nights worrying about the actual first day, I was worried about meeting the teacher! It is the teacher, in my opinion, who can make or break a child's love for school.

Brooklyn could not wait to get in and see what her new school was like, and I was so proud of her, She has always been my brave girl. Never hesitating to go up and play with a new friend. Once we found her classroom Brooklyn found her seat right away, then explored the rest of the room/ other kids while I filled out paperwork and chatted with her teacher, who is ABSOLUTELY amazing!

 Once Brooklyn saw me talking to her teacher she came over and proceeded to talk Mrs. Wilson's ear off.
 The school had a shaved ice truck set up outside for meet the teacher night, so once we were all done talking to teachers, exploring the library (of course!) and signing up for PTA, Brooke insisted we get a snow cone!

I believe that this is actually Brooklyn first snow cone! The child has been deprived.

 They say it goes by fast and it really does! I wish I could rewind time and enjoy my little girl being small. I love you so much Brooklyn and I know you will do great things little one!

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Wichita Falls (The Good, The Bad, The Ugly)

I knew I wanted to get to know our new town a bit before writing this post but just as I started feeling comfortable {you know having some new favorite places to eat, Walk, or In many cases just remembering street names!} Things started to gear up for school. I went back and fourth about putting this post off until after the big back to school post but figured it would make things that happened, during Brooklyn's first week make more sense.

I wouldn't normally start off talking about the things I don't like, But I feel like these things are so minuscule on the scale of thing that its just easier to get them out of the way. First things first Wichita Fall is in a drought, yeah I know all of Texas is, but seriously y'all! You can not wash your car on Sunday or Monday, fill up a pool, or even water the grass. So serious that they have turned to using the Direct Potable Reuse Project, witch is another way for saying that the water that comes from your toilet is cleaned and sent through your tap. Yep let have a glass of toilet water, no really they have figured out how to clean it and I do think its a good solution to a very serious problem. I have also not tasted a difference since the change, but lets be honest here... I pretty much only drink bottles water.

Another tiny problem and I mean tiny is that, while it is still growing, the town is pretty small. A lot of things I'm used to having quick and immediate access to are just not here. So well in Four months those are the only negatives I really have.

Moving on to the positives, I'm not really going to focus on listing every little thing that I have enjoyed about this small town but I want to shine light on one BIG thing that has almost ready to plant roots in Wichita Falls for good.

I don't really know what it is, possibly something in the water haha, but almost daily I run into someone who puts a smile on my face. Not just the normal passing smile kind of way but the kind of smile that leaves a tiny imprint on your heart and keeps you feeling happy for the rest of the day.

I can literally sit here and tell you stories from; elderly mall walkers egging my girls on in a "power walking" race (yep, still makes me smile!) to The cashier at Walmart cracking me up with her jokes. Kevin says its because everyone moves slower and they don't have to drive in traffic. Whatever it is keep it coming, because already these people I don't know have brought me so much joy.

Its not just the fun little things either, I have noticed just how willing people are to put themselves aside and help others! One day I ran out of gas on my way to Vernon (to pick up my wallet that I had left in Kevin's car) and a woman pulled over to help, even giving me more than enough gas to make it the rest of the way.

Another day while eating lunch the girls and I got to witness two separate people helping a homeless man, one brought him a drink and a while later another brought him lunch. As I sat there explaining why those men did what they did I couldn't help but silently thank God for moving my family to this happy little town, I can only hope that as the time passes my love for Wichita will continue to grow.