Time Enough...

These summer days are flying past. School starts in a month and I'm already getting promotional emails promising to meet all my Halloween needs. (Easy there PB kids, I bought a couple of clearance duvet covers over a year ago. I'm not about to drop over one hundred dollars on a pirate costume.)
I'm not ready for fall, in any sense of the word. I don't have Wesley's school supplies or clothes purchased. But more importantly, my mind is not prepared to embrace the idea of my boy as a kindergartener. It feels like the curtain is closing on his babyhood. I blame Timehop for alot of this. They've been sending me tidbits of memories from his NICU days for the past month. When I read over my excitement about his first bottle (20 cc's!) I can't help but feel a little shocked and sad that we've come so quickly to the beginning of his school days.

 

See! He was this tiny baby just yesterday! You can't send a baby off to school!

 



There just hasn't been time enough. There were so many things I was supposed to be doing with him to get him "ready for kindergarten." Sight words, flashcards, and scissor practice! Oh my! To be perfectly honest we didn't do any of those things. Wesley starts nervous giggling and stuttering the minute anything resembling a flashcard comes out. And the thought of having scissors out in our home anywhere Thomas could reach it makes me start nervous gigging and stuttering. There just was never time enough.

 

Pictures don't lie, though. The boy is growing up.

But today, watching him play with his brothers I decided that it doesn't really matter. We have one more month of summer freedom. And that is time enough. Time enough for impromptu pancake breakfasts and early morning trips to Nana's house. Time enough for popsicles and blanket forts. Time enough for living room wrestle mania and couch snuggles. And time enough for me to take a deep breath, treasure my last glimpses of him as a preschooler, and prepare myself to be the mama of a school boy.



Summer Fun...

So this summer is passing quickly and we've been having tons of fun.

 Wes has been honing his football skills. He loved football camp and watching him run around was hysterical. Somewhat less fun was chasing an angry Thomas off the field while he screamed "my foo-ball too."

This big boy turned 5. Look out world he he comes!

We went on a little vacation and Thomas was a maniac. Here, there, and everywhere. Rides, water slides, and everything in between. There was nothing he wouldn't tackle!

And this guy has been growing like a weed. He needs his own post just to keep up with all of his new developments.

We went crabbing early one morning and although we didn't catch any I did manage to snap one of my favorite pictures of all time. My daddy and my husband, the two best men I know.

The big boys helped Papa catch some chickens. It is important to note that no animal was harmed in the taking of this photo.

And Now Wesley is 5...

My very first baby is turning 5 in just a few short hours. How can this be possible when yesterday he looked like this...

It just can't be. But, it is. I've checked multiple times. 

Wesley at five is awesome. He is bright and funny. His teachers at church always stop and tell me that he is "a hoot." I've never been brave enough to ask for an explanation. Wesley loves his little brothers and helping me do things for them. He still enjoys pretend sword fighting and real bug collecting. He tells me "I love you most."

Five seems impossibly old to me. Next month he'll start school and I'm not prepared to discuss my feelings on that subject. I don't think I'm ready to be without him for that length of time. But that's another blog for a different day. For now I will focus on making his birthday special.

Happy birthday buddy! Mama loves you bunches!