This adorable team of adorable children played a great game a few weeks ago (I'm a little late posting this) and won the first game of the playoffs. The second game (immediately after) did not go as well, and they ended up in second place. Phillip scored twelve out of twenty six points in the first game. Woo hoo! They had a lot of fun this past season and learned a lot.
He will take a basketball break for the Summer and go back full-force this coming Fall. We love Basketball!
We cleaned the house for a couple of hours. After that it was PLAY PLAY PLAY!
Lunch outside
Warming up. Today's high was only 89!
Maya's class had a great end-of-the-school-year party. First we watched a recording of a group story-reading (Maya's voice was actually really clear -- it really surprised me how well my quiet girl performed). After that the kids did a simple craft, coloring, and played water games outside. Oh, let's not forget the popsicles! A great end to a great school year.
This morning at school I watched as Phillip was acknowledged for making "Honor Roll" again. Maya got an award for perfect attendance. I decorated the table with the paper flowers they gave me for Mother's Day (different years, Phillip first, then Maya). The petals are modeled on their own little hands. We ate lunch and the played afterwards.
I know I must sound crazy saying that I love Summer in this land of 110+ temps, but I do love breaking the routine a little and spending more time together. Let the fun begin!
The five birthday ladies and I - the Brazilianmoms (about 15 of us) celebrated at Pita Jungle -- and what a jungle it was! We were loud and happy to be together!
We arrived a little early
Maya sat by one of her good friends and they talked about their earrings
The first graders sang three songs
Maya and her sweet friends
Maya received an award for reading two hundred (!) books
Maya's wonderful teacher. She said, "thanks for sharing both of them with me" (Phillip had her too). [Snif]
My sweet girl. This sunlight makes her eyes shine even more...
Big brother tagged along
Yogurtini after to celebrate our reader girl. A fun way to end a great day!
I have to say I've worked more often than not on Mother's Day. So, when I am off on Mother's Day, it is a really extra special day!
Bruce jumped out of bed at the wee hours of seven something (not usual for him) and got right to work. When I walked into the kitchen, I was pleasantly surprised by the action: Bruce cooking, Maya stirring the eggs, and Phillip dishing out strawberries that had already been carefully washed and cut (maybe Bruce added a little sugar? He does that sometimes when I'm not looking).
flowers (some of them handpicked by the boy in our backyard), cards, oh my....
Maya sets the table
Later Maya helped me make bread for dinner
Kids played with the neighbor while I watched basketball
Maya and I decorated her box for Gymnastics (it's not really dirty, just smeared with chalk).
Maya helped Grandmother fill out her "Grandmother Remembers" book.
We finished our day with a simple homemade (mostly) dinner and lots of basketball talk (did you know Grandma was a good basketball player in her youth?).
I am very thankful for these moments with our family.
Mother's Day could not have been any better, if you ask for my humble opinion.
As we pulled up into the garage coming home from school, Maya was about to start whining about something. I didn't think I was going to have the patience to hear her complain about anything, so I distracted her by picking her up, and her backpack, and my purse, and my Target bag, and....while I told her I was her "Supermom". She started laughing and Phillip took a blurry picture of us...
... and the afternoon (full of activities, driving, and endless homework) was off to a good start.
My good friend Angela and I decorated the door for Miss Bollinger. We had fun working on the project together and definitely want to do it again in the future.
Helping me hang the final product. She did some touch-ups with the glue stick.
The best part? Maya said "thank you for decorating my teacher's door, mommy", as we were leaving the school.
