That's Our Girl!

Although apparently she thinks she's a boy...

Letter #511

Things to think about:

http://ac360.blogs.cnn.com/2010/06/14/letter-to-the-president-511-a-graduation-speech-what-not-to-learn/

Claire's New Trick

Twice now Claire has dressed herself...in Caden's clothes. She's officially crazy.

The Maycomb County Picnic

by Nick:

Towards the end of the school year, we started reading the book "To Kill A Mockingbird." The whole book was in a town called Maycomb County in Alabama. This "county" gets together at the end of the book to have a picnic because the big case in the book is solved. After we were done reading this book, we all had to pick a character in the book to dress up as and I was Dill.

Welcome Summer!

We celebrated Memorial Day with our fun family, friends and neighbors.
Good food, good company, good weather - can't beat it.

Caden's World

Last week - mom tells Caden "no" about something, who knows what...

Caden: "You're mean mom."

Mom: "Sorry" (or I sure am, or something like that)

Caden: "I'm going to run away."

Mom: "Well, we're going to miss you."

Caden: "When you run away does the mommy drive you to where you want to go or do you have to walk?"

Mom: "You have to walk."

Caden: "Oh."

Mom: "If you run away you can run away to John and Sam's (our neighbors 2 doors up) and then I'll know where you are."

Caden: "OK"


Caden, today on the way to soccer...

Caden: "My girlfriend is on my soccer team, she's 5."

Mom: "Oh, what's her name?"

Caden: "Well, there are two Zoeys."

Mom: "Oh, so there is a girl named Zoey on your team and she's your girlfriend. Why is she your girlfriend?"

Caden: "Because I think she has cool toys. Even she has Barbies, and that's cool, I like Barbies."

What???

The Flood

Usually when something major happens in the world I watch about it on TV for an hour or so, be glad it doesn't affect me directly and then move on with life. Not this time! Fortunately our home and our little city of Spring Hill sustained little lasting damage but it's certainly different to watch the TV and know that the devastation is a mere 30 miles up the road. There's a good chance that my first house in north Nashville was damaged - my street ran parallel to the Cumberland River. There's an even better chance that several of the children I taught over the years are now homeless. I have had a hard time wrapping my brain around this flood and what we would have done if the rain had poured 13 inches on our house rather than stalling 20 miles to the west.

This coupled with the threat of oil washing onto the beaches of our beloved Gulf Shores has me feeling a little blue. But I know Nashville will pull through...we were even the subject of today's letter to the President:

http://ac360.blogs.cnn.com/2010/05/05/dear-president-obama-471-wholl-volunteer-for-tennessee/