Fall Festivities

I love this time of year. Three of our four family members have birthdays in the fall, which makes it more festive. I love the leaves. I love the urgency to be nestled into our homes on a cold day with our loved ones. But mostly I love fall because this is the time of year that Thomas and I met and began to fall in love with eachother. Brings back so many great memories. It was ten years ago this year. Can't believe where the time has gone. Seven years of wedded bliss and two kids later, we are even more in love today. Anyway, here are some pictures of some of the things we've been up to.


K.C. played T-ball for the first time.


The boys and I got to go the circus for the first time. Xander was scared of the clown, and was clinging to me. Thanks Grandma Harris, we had a blast.


We went to visit the Witches at Gardner Village. Xander again was scared, of the witch this time,and wouldn't sit close to it.


We attended the Harris 2nd Annual Halloween Party. It was a pirate theme this year, and so much fun!


Xander performed at his first preschool program. They sang Halloween songs and did actions to them. This was the only picture I got of him actually singing the song. He mostly didn't sing, but doesn't he look cute as a boxer?


Adorable.

I wish that I had pictures of my favorite thing so far this fall. On my birthday my sweet husband surprised me and had my sister fly in from Las Vegas to take me to the spa for a girls day. I knew nothing about it until she showed up to take me! I was kind of in shock for a bit. I had so much fun with my sister and was glad that she was so willing to spend the day with me. Probably the best birthday present ever. The day with my sister wasn't all, just when I thought the surprise was over, she blindfolded me and took me to our church where my husband and a bunch of my friends and family were there to throw me a surprise party! Let's just say I was in complete shock. It was so much fun though. I loved seeing everyone that came, it had been awhile since I had seen some of my friends. Thank you to everyone who came, and thank you Thomas for planning everything. Also, congratulations for pulling off your first ever surprise to me. You did awesome!

May the Force be with You!!!

KC didn't have a party last year, so this year we went all out and had a Jedi themed party for him. Thomas and I didn't grow up watching, or loving, or even knowing anything about Star Wars, so we faked our way through this one! I got the idea from KC's classmate's party last year, and thought it was so cute, so I copied the idea. I know, I don't take the creativity award home for this one, but it was still fun! Plus, KC thinks his parents rock, and that's all that matters here.

Thomas pretending to be the Master Jedi and training the young Jedi, or whatever all you Star Wars nerds call it! I'm not sure of all the technical names.

Thomas being attacked by the Jedi'.

The "Death Star" pinata. Which by the way is soccer ball pinata spray painted black and silver. It was a much cheaper option than the Darth Vader pinata.

The really cool and really sweet Lightsaber cupcakes!

The whole crew! Yes, there were many invited and all but two came. 14 total came, making it 16 with my two boys. What was I thinking? Well, I didn't want to leave anyone out on having so much fun!!

Cap'n Crunch . . .

. . .or is it Crapped in Crunch? That's what Xander called it this morning when he asked for a bowl of it. I just made you all hungry didn't I?

The big 6!!!

My sweet baby boy turned 6 today, and I know you are not surprised by this, but it makes me sad that he is growing up so quickly. Life has really seemed to hit this "fast forward button" lately, and I'm having a hard time coming to grips with it. It seems the older I get the faster it goes.

I just want to take this post and dedicate it to me sweet "KC Boy". When I think about the time that me and Daddy found out that we were going to have you, boy was I scared and unsure of my ability to be a mother. It may have been a rough start, but becoming a mother to you has made me grow in so many ways and I couldn't picture my life without you. You came to us at just the right time in our lives, we needed you. You were such a good baby . . . okay maybe not for the first 3 months of colic and non-stop crying. After that you were golden. No, really you have always been golden. When I think of the first time I held you in my arms, I still get emotional and wish that I could experience that moment a million times over. Getting you here was not an easy process, but 27 hours of labor later you arrived safely to us, and oh what a relief it was. You are such a good little boy, and are growing up so quickly. You are so bright and are learning so many new things. I love helping you learn how to read each night before bedtime. You are talented in so many ways. You are polite, reverent, funny, and make friends easily. You have a real talent for music, and can make up songs off the top of your head. You remind me at times how to not take life so seriously. KC you are such a great big brother to Xander. He loves you and wants to do whatever you are doing. Thank you for being so patient with him with whatever the situation is. Your relationship with your brother reminds me of the relationship I had/have with my sister. I hope that you will always be friends and close to eachother.
Thank you KC for being exactly who you are. You are a great example to our little family and I am so very grateful and lucky to be your mom. I love you, and Happy Birthday!

Xander's first day of preschool

It's official, my boys are growing up. Way too quickly I might add. Xander started preschool last week. He was suppose to start on the 8th, but had to miss the first day because my grandpa passed away and we went to the funeral. (I'll post more on that later). So Xander started on the second day of school, but he didn't seem to mind one bit. He is going to the same in home preschool that KC went to, and so far he really seems to like it. I'm so proud of both of my boys for being so brave. They have had no hesitation going to school. I love them both so much, and feel like the luckiest mom on the earth! So far Xander's favorite thing to do at preschool is "cawa", translation: color. Here are some cute pics I was lucky enough to get of Xander, he is not one to pose or sit still for pictures.

"Mom! Just take the stinkin'picture already!"

Isn't he hot stuff?

He is SO proud of his new Thomas the Train backpack and Spiderman shoes.

KC starts Kindergarten . . .mom may go through withdrawls

We did it!! Well, I guess KC did it. Xander and I walked him around the corner and to his first day of Kindergarten this morning. He was so excited to go, I didn't think that he would have a hard time at all saying goodbye. And he didn't. Not at all.

In fact this morning, I asked him, "Will you get the ketchup out of the fridge for me, buddy?" I mean c'mon, every kid needs a power breakfast of eggs and ketchup for the first day of school.

His reply to me was, "Mom why do you call me buddy?"

I replied, "I don't know, I guess I've always called you that. Why do you not like it?"

KC said, "Yeah, I don't like it."

My thought was, "what?!! he doesn't want me to call him buddy anymore? I've been calling him that since he was a baby! It's starting sooner than I suspected. He's growing up and doesn't want to be embarrassed by his mom. Ouch, it hurts. My baby's no longer a baby anymore. He's no longer my buddy anymore."

I said to him (even though it hurt my heart to say this to him), "I won't call you buddy anymore if you don't want me too. Does it embarrass you?"

He replied, "Yes, don't call me buddy at school mom."

And there you have it. I am the mother of an almost 6 year old, who gets embarrassed of things his mom does. I guess I'm not too surprised. I used to get embarrassed by some of the things my mom use to do. (sorry mom, still love ya) I can't remember exactly what those things were, but I remember feeling the same way KC does. Oh well, I guess thats a part of life. I didn't really mean for this post to convey how sad I am that my oldest son is growing up. Really, I'm not that sad about. Just sentimental I guess. In all reality, I'm thrilled for him to start school. He has been so excited about this. Since last year, when we bought our house that is literally just a hop, skip, and a jump away from the elementary school, KC has wanted to go to school there. We've really hyped it up all year long. I was such a proud mom this morning, when I watched KC line up with his classmates and march into his classroom with no hesitation at all. Here's a few pics of KC this morning. I tried not to get too carried away with taking pictures, afterall I wouldn't want to embarrass my son.



KC and his goofy brother.

KC lining up with his class. Look at that grin. You couldn't wipe it off his face even if you wanted.