Bodie

Bodie turned one on the 22nd of August and I hadn't posted about it. Ron's Papa pasted away the same weekend so our focus was somewhere else entirely. We managed to have a little cake and ice cream and sing. As you can see from the last photo he is a mover and loves to try to keep up with his Brother and Sister. He loves to play catch and throw balls. He loves to try to put lids back on water bottles. If he is fussy in the car...I just hand him my cell phone and he is good to go. He loves to put things inside of other things and then take them back out. He doesn't talk as much as the other two at this age. He also loves to play chase. We say "I'm gonna come and get you, so you better run away" and he crawls away as fast as he can. He always stops and sits back up to see if you are really chasing him. Then he squeals in delight that you are and he "keeps" crawling away. He can't stand it if you go around a corner during this game because he must investigate where you have gone. He likes it when you peek at him from around a corner too. He hates it when I leave the room and absolutely is traumatized when I take a shower. Therefore, the timing on that task is always tricky. He adores his bath and clamors to get in every time I run the water; even if it is for Rowdy or Avery. Just a little bit about this boy.

Before and After with Bo-man!

I liked this photo but I am in the process of learning Photoshop Elements. So, I played around with it. I cropped it, removed the booger from his shoulder, the scratch from his forehead and I tweeked his eyes a bit. I hope I didn't tweek too much.... I hope he doesn't look like a zombie! Sometimes when you look at something for a long time you are not sure about what you see anymore. Anyways, I am just playing around and teaching myself the program...basically.

" Put me in Coach I am ready to play!"

Are you kidding me!!!!

This is how I think Rowdy should still look...he isn't a little boy! And he certainly isn't in the first grade. For crying out loud! I have had a lump in my throat all morning...I didn't cry but I just am so overwhelmed that I am a mother of a first grader. Actually, I am jealous. I want to sit at little desk and color in my fresh new name tag and color in my school book full of little work pages. So, instead, I will be filling out my volunteer paperwork and background check paperwork so I can volunteer in his classroom. I was proud of him. He did great!

Learning some of the classroom rules! I hope he has a good year. Now I just need to remember to go pick him up...he will start riding the bus next week.