Izzy graduated preschool a few weeks ago (I’m very late to this post). It was quite the ceremony, and quite possibly will be my favorite graduation that I ever attend of hers. They dressed them up, sang songs, had solos of lines, solos of partner dances, and got their diploma. The whole thing, including the after party, took about an hour. I will miss that class, specifically as none of them are going to the same class after this.
After graduation, Izzy went to art camp. She made some awesome art – a submarine, a chameleon, a vacation spinner (beach, mountains, uncle Paul’s pool, Disney World). I hope she continues to show interest in things like art.
Joe has been pooping on the floor, a lot. If he gets quite, you better find him, because he’s likely leaving you a five pound turd. He also has been speaking in a very deep voice lately. Not sure why, but it was quite funny. One night we went to see our friends new house, and he was in rare form.
Father’s day was yesterday. I got another piece of art with their hands on it. The hands are way bigger then my first piece with both of their hands. It’s amazing how time flies. We are blessed.