Mt. Recycle

As long as we're renaming mountains, let's rename the recycle bin... It is now known as the pile of sh- uh, I mean, Mt. Recycle.

Carefully constructed by Adro Jones while I was in Austin over the weekend. And no, she does NOT have an engineering degree.

Evey and Boydee jamming

From my iPhone, I think this is from August 2014:

Boyd started at Montessori School!

Good news! Boyd started at Montessori School on Monday, and he LOVED IT!

He is unlike me. I hated my preschool, Kindercare. I cried and cried and cried until Mom finally pulled me out and watched me at home until I was about 12, I think.

The worst thing Kindercare did? I remember crying to Mom, "They put CHICKEN in their SPAGHETTI!!!"

***

I wasn't there for this, but, from Adro:

Boyd, Evey and Adro are watching TV in bed while I was away on business. A bra/panties commercial comes on TV.

"Mom?" Boyd says, getting her attention. "...sometimes I see these commercials with these girls... and I wish those girls were real... and that they could come out of the TV... and hold me."

That's my boy! And yes, son, I've wished that before too. ...but it was, uh, 15 years ago...

***

Adro held Boyd's hand on his first day walking into Montessori School... and he went in, no problems.

The next day? "Mom, can you not hold my hand today?"

***

Both kids have soccer practice in full swing. I'm coaching both teams again. Practices are Mondays, 5:30-6:30 for the big kids, then 6:30-7:20 for the little kids. It makes for a loooong Monday.

But this Monday was awesome, because when we came home, tired and sweaty, Adro had made a big pasta dinner with fresh side salads and a fresh loaf of bread from Sprouts in Lawrence. All I had to do was sit down!

Evey suggested that this become a regular Monday night tradition. I agreed with that idea. And then she had an idea for Tuesday night dinners...

Taco Taco Tuesday? No.

Salad Tuesday.

No thanks!

Two peas?

In a pod...

Monopoly men

Miss these guys

2015 in San Diego for the day...

National Root Beer Float day!

Evey and I celebrating this wonderful day on Thursday... Following the long drive to, and then halfway home from, Pierce City, Mo. (Evey didn't like her DQ float very much... And actually, I didn't either.)

RIP Grandma Velma Weibel

Very sad to report that Adrianne's paternal grandmother, Velma, passed away on Sunday.

She lived in southern Missouri, so we got to visit her a few times. She enjoyed being around our kids, and I could tell she had a fondness for Adrianne, who shares a middle name (Anita) with Velma's only daughter, who she lost in a car accident at a young age.

On one visit Velma gave Adrianne her tea cup collection, something she was proud of.

I told the kids this morning about the sad news. Evey's first response was, "You mean the grandma that gave mom the tea cups?"

I think Evey will remember her. Boyd, no, but at least we have photos of them together.

Most impressive to me is Velma remembered my name whenever I saw her. I thought that was really nice, considering I'm just a background character in her life. But she'd always address me by name. Nice.

Let's go Royals!