Demboski Diary

Demboski Diary



Stories of our life...

Wednesday, September 23, 2015

Birthday party

Andrew had a wonderful time at his 8th birthday party. There was Yoda Soda, Hoth Water, candy, hot dogs, Doritos, cake and popcorn. Everything they want daily and never get. We made Light Sabers out of pool noodles and they had many battles on the lawn. We attempted to watch Star Wats on the projector once it got late, but it mostly just served as a backdrop to their shenanigans. Andrew received 4 different Legos from 4 of his friends, he also received a Star Wars book and a bow and arrow. 

Andrew may the force be with you on your 8th year of life.

Friday, September 11, 2015

First week survived






Well we managed to get through the first week of school. The kids did great!
Andrew has a little crush on his teacher, he told me "I like her smiles".
Allison has her two favorite friends, Genesis and London in her class.
Ashley enjoyed some time playing by herself with all her toys, next week is her turn...preschool!!!!
Ashton had long naps and plenty of cuddles.
Soooooo now we play at the YMCA!

Wednesday, September 2, 2015

First day of school

Each year as my kids go off to school, my anxiety level increases. As they get older they will be more aware of their shortcomings, their fears and disappointments. I'm not sure why my heart focuses on these negative thoughts. I just want to protect their innocent little hearts and minds.

But their excitement to meet their teacher, create new friendships, explore more ideas and learn a new language is what makes kids so magical. I don't know many adults who would go to school where the teacher speaks a different language, you may not know anyone and there is a lot of work required. My kids are simply amazing. They remind me of the excitement not fear, they remind me of the anticipation not the anxiety. Because of them I am a better person.



And then there is the future of our school aged kids, Ashley and Ashton. These two remind me to put the broom down, stop cleaning and play, because before I know it they will all be in school and I won't be swaddling an infant or watching my preschooler make sand pies in the sandbox. Thank you littlest ones for helping me stay in the moment.