More Milestones…

Not only are we starting school, loosing teeth, and smiling here at the Denison house, we are riding bikes without training wheels and laughing. Last Wednesday evening M.E. tried, and succeeded, riding a bike without training wheels. Tigger held the back of her neck and ran with her. I held the baby and the video camera. Tigger’s rule of riding was to “pedal”. And she did. The bike is two years old and she’s almost too big for it, but it was so cute to see her little feet pedaling as fast as she could, swerving to try to stay balanced with her oversided Disney princess helmet tightly strapped on. She did great. By Friday she wanted to ride her bike to school, which we did, and were almost late. All the way to school I was praying, not for her safety, but for my patience and a quiet tongue. Needless to say since then we have gone out to the Stephens’ wide driveway for lots of good practice and she can now make a 180 degree turn. As for our latter news, Van laughed as I playfully kissed his hand today. It was a cute little chuckle that soon was replaced with a smile, then a look of “okay, mom, that’s not funny anymore”. I’m just glad that I was the first.

M.E. wants to add that she can write her name, M.E.. We’re trying to teach her to write her full name, Mary Elizabeth, but she has no interest in doing that since she can write her abbreviated name. (I guess she’s not the overachiever of the family)

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Van is doing more…

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  See Van smile.            See Van cry.       See Van… oh, my!

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On the way to school All smiles before our first day of school.

After schoolEven a bigger smile after school.

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Kindergarten, Part 2

As I came closer to the school, my pace quickened.  My mind traveled in anticipation of the day’s adventures.  The drive-through pickup line was slow but steady as a teacher with a bull horn hollered children’s names and the lined up kids jumped in open doors.  I rounded a corner toward M.E.’s classroom when I caught her eye as she led her classmates down the hall.  She was all ready to go with her helmet and backpack on.  Tied to her backpack was laminated foot-shaped tag with her name on it, noting “I’m a walker”.  She ran toward me waving a zip-lock baggie.  It looked empty until she came closer and I realized she was missing something.  Her tooth.  We had worked all summer with that loose tooth.  She had asked us (and friends and neighbors sporadically) several times to pull it out during awkward times at the dinner table.  And now here we are, our first day of school during our first lunch in a cafeteria, eating ham, we lost our first tooth.  Oh, so many milestones!  She proudly said that it didn’t hurt and it didn’t bleed.  I am glad this first experience was a good one.  The tooth fairy came last night and left $1.  She wants to buy a ‘Pirates of the Caribbean’ toy she saw at Wal-Mart.  I was surprised she wasn’t as chatty about the day as I was, but then again maybe I was too chatty with too many questions.  In response to, “How was your first day at school?”, she replied “fun” and “good” with a grin.  Her favorite part of the day was nap time.  They played hopscotch during P.E. and she made a blue pretzel out of play-dough during “center time”.  She can’t remember any of her new friend’s names, but she reassured me she made a new friend.  We came home and I took “after” pictures.  Because of school testing, she will not go back to school until next Wednesday.  Until then, we will keep practicing our routine and look forward to the next milestone, whenever that may be.

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M.E. Starts Kindergarten!

Yes, the day has finally come.  Today is the first day of the first year in public school for our first born.  Wow, to think we have reached this milestone so quickly.  What will come of the next twelve years?  Last Sunday we went to an orientation and saw her desk, took her school supplies, met the teacher and other students and parents.  We have been in preparation the past two weeks by waking up early, walking to school and eating our lunch out of the lunch box in a timely manner.   Ready or not, here we come.

Part 1 

By tradition (on my side of the family at least) we took a picture before we left the house (early, I might add).  We were all smiles as M.E. rode her bike and I pushed Van in the stroller the three blocks to A.C. Steere Elementary.  On the way I recited words of wisdom and encouragement I had heard for so many of my first days.  M.E.’s response was a typical, “I know, mom.”  So now we have an eager five year old (acting thirteen already) and an overly cautious mother on the way to “big girl school”.  Before the school was in sight, the cars lined the street with parents and children with school supplies and over-stuffed backpacks.  Nobody was dropping off today.  Everyone was walking, smiling, chatting and the cameras were flashing.  I was glad we got the pictures taken at home; I sure don’t look like one of those “new parents”.  I bet M.E. secretly thanks me for that.  We reached her classroom with a few last minute words of advice met with the same “yeah mom” look.  I reminded her to kiss me goodbye and told her to have a good day as I swallowed a lump in my throat and fought back tears.  And without a second glance, she casually walked into the classroom straight to her seat.  Oh how precious she looks at such a large desk.  Aack!  I did not get a picture of her at her new desk.  Oh, and the teacher gave her a cute star-shaped name tag to put on.  Darn.  Would it be weird to bring the camera tomorrow?   Oh well, she is happy in her new classroom and now I am lingering outside waiting for her to run back to me for an extra hug and kiss.  I glanced around the corner and she is already busy with a worksheet.  Mom is a distant memory replaced with the anticipation of new experiences and new friends.  I look down at sleeping Van, wondering if he will be the same when he starts kindergarten:  confident, excited, hopeful, eager and unwavering.

I turn to leave still fighting the tears yet laughing because I am one of those “new parents”.  Glad to have fashionable over-sized sunglasses to hide my watering eyes, I walk back home, thinking of what all I will accomplish in the tranquillity of the first day of school.

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