So it's been a hairy few months. Everyone has something and everyone seems to need to be any and everywhere. Poor Jack just gets drug along. Konley has just finished his spring baseball season. His team ended the season in 7th (of 8) place but finished 4th in the playoff tournament. They played together really well in the end. I think the impending end of the season kept them going. His passion is to play catcher, but some of the older boys got that opportunity. He really shined at shortstop. There were even 2 games where the coach gave him the game ball. It has been his passion since he got his glasses at 18 months and sat down to watch a complete 9 inning Mariner game with dad. He barely moved the whole game!

Summer is nearly upon us and the boys only have 2 more weeks of school. Keegan has been approved to move up to the challenge program in science along with the block and math classes that he already has. Seventh grade should bring some new challenges. It will be good for him to have to work at school. It has always come so easily and I love watching him work hard for it. Even with 2 weeks left he still comes home with plenty of homework, keeping him busy until soccer practice.

Jack has 2 more days of summer preschool.It's been a bit like 3 weeks of VBS. Lots of crafts and projects and snacks! What more could a little boy ask for? I am having a really hard time with him going into kindergarten. How can my little baby be in school? I know that he is ready. I know that he can write his letters, count to 100, spell his name, sound out some small words, and is great with friends. But he is my baby. How can I let him out of my sight? On the bus with all of the big kids? Let him stand up for himself in a place that isn't faith based? I knew exactly how the pre-school would deal with any issues? What about the school? The closer we get to August the more panicky I get. I know that I will survive. I know that he will thrive. I just know that letting go of this one will nearly break my heart.

We all move into different places in life. We are about to embark on phase 2: everyone in school and sports. We will survive. We will thrive, but my heart will hurt just a little knowing that we will never go back to this place again.

chell