Thursday, June 28, 2012

Mr. Fearless

He climbs. He has no fear. I have found him climbing the dining room chairs, the covered water table outside, the couch,  the baby gate and onto the keyboard bench. He was using the deck outside to leverage himself onto the water table, so I moved the table to the middle of the deck. He pushed the shopping cart over to the table, climbed into it and then up on top of the water table.

He doesn't just climb onto the couch, he then runs on it and has no fear that running off the side, falling to the hardwood floor would be dangerous.

He thinks it's hilarious, the game he plays with Mommy...the "no, sit on your bottom" game.

I am afraid to go to the bathroom for fear he will crack his head open or break his neck in those 30 seconds.

He is giving me anxiety.

After rescuing him from the baby gate yesterday, I held him close and instantly remembered this little 5lb baby who was hooked up to machines, helping him to remember to breathe. He just laid there, quietly, staring at me looking so helpless. His little body having a hard time remembering to breathe, his jaundice causing him to be so tiny and so precious.

I laugh now, thanking God for his health, for his spirited nature, for his fearlessness. Remembering like it was yesterday we only wanted him home in our arms, this sleepy quiet little man.

Yes, he will push my limits and stretch my patience. He will test my resolve and scare me half to death. He is so full of life and personality and joy. I am so thankful. So blessed.

I am writing this here, because I know I will need to reference this often. When the days are long, and the patience runs out. I will need to come back here, and read these words and remind myself again.

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

What's Coming.

From a few of my latest posts you know that God is doing some stuff in our lives and in our hearts, and while we can't put a "what" on that part of it right now because we are waiting on Him for what the what even means (did ya follow that?! ha!)  we can prepare our hearts and our lives.

We were extrememly challenged by Jen Hatmaker's book 7. It's not meant to be a formula or a "this is how to do it" type thing, but it definitely hit home. So, along with two other families, we are doing our own "7" starting July 1st.

We are kind of meshing 7 and Love Does and some of our own stuff in there, but the concept is the same. It's a fasting from something in order to clear space in our hearts, and time for Him.

We are doing it with two other families for accountability and while I will be letting you know what's going on, most blogging about this subject will be at a new and differnent location that will be a collaberation between our families. We have 3 different circumstances within our families, and to see what God does for each of us will be pretty incredible. We won't be blogging and publishing while we are fasting from the certain things, but the posts will be delayed a bit. Hope that makes sense.

Here are a few links to Jen's book 7:

Trailer for book

Summary of book (taken from website)

American life can be excessive, to say the least. That’s what Jen Hatmaker had to admit after taking in hurricane victims who commented on the extravagance of her family’s upper middle class home. She once considered herself unmotivated by the lure of prosperity, but upon being called “rich” by an undeniably poor child, evidence to the contrary mounted, and a social experiment turned spiritual was born.

7 is the true story of how Jen (along with her husband and her children to varying degrees) took seven months, identified seven areas of excess, and made seven simple choices to fight back against the modern-day diseases of greed, materialism, and overindulgence.

Food. Clothes. Spending. Media. Possessions. Waste. Stress. They would spend thirty days on each topic, boiling it down to the number seven. Only eat seven foods, wear seven articles of clothing, and spend money in seven places. Eliminate use of seven media types, give away seven things each day for one month, adopt seven green habits, and observe “seven sacred pauses.” So, what’s the payoff from living a deeply reduced life? It’s the discovery of a greatly increased God—a call toward Christ-like simplicity and generosity that transcends social experiment to become a radically better existence.

Buy your book by clicking this widget below!

Here is the info about the Love Does book as well:

Trailer for Book

Summary of the Book (taken from his website)

You don’t need another Christian message or a self-help book. You need to have your paradigms about the world shifted into truth. That’s exactly what you get in Love Does. Have you ever noticed that the real change in your life-the growth that sticks and becomes a part of you-never happens with a program or the sheer grit of your best efforts? It happens over time, like a glacier slowly carving valleys through the mountains.
In this book of compelling stories coupled with eye-opening truths, author Bob Goff shows you a new way to live, a way that’s drenched with the whimsy of God’s love and the spontaneity of following where he leads when he says “Go!” In this book, you learn what it looks like to be secretly incredible and advance God’s kingdom everywhere you are and wherever you’re going.
For anyone who’s wanted to change the world but thought they needed money, a committee, and permission to get started, Love Does shows what can happen when you decide to do instead of planact instead of strategize, and fiercely, invisibly fight for the possibility God has gifted you to uniquely see.

Buy your own copy with the link below!

It's not about us. It's not about a program, or a book. 
It's about Him and what He is doing!!

And how about a picture of my adorable children, eh?

Sunday, June 24, 2012

Miscellany Monday

It's been a few weeks, but I'm back at it with some Miscellany. Such a busy weekend.

 These are all phone pics by the way....

Adorable, no?

We all just woke up

Scuba Cam

Crazy I tell you....crazy

That water was nasty let me tell you

Thursday night was spent at Starbucks with my buddy, writing. Yes, more details to come :)

Friday morning I spent with my best friend who had just gotten back from The World Race. Remember this story? Yeah, well....she's working on a follow-up story, and let me tell you what, she has stories to tell!
We spent the morning at our favorite catch-up place laughing, crying and drinking great coffee and eating the best bagels in the world.

Friday night was date night and I took my hubby to Red Lobster. He loves crab. Loves. And it's like a once a year treat. He thoroughly enjoyed his pound and a half of crab.

Saturday morning was a little stamping/scrapbooking card party thingy that my other best friend hosted. I am not a crafty person like that, but it was fun and I'd pretty much do anything for her. :)

Saturday night...wait for it.....we made it to church! After months of either illness or some other reason, we were finally able to all go and it was fantastic. I'm hoping this is the beginning of a trend. I think some people might start wondering if Pastor Trevor is indeed married and has three boys....

Sunday I made bagels,

  Green Monster Smoothies

(yes it was a hit with the boys!) and

 Crock-pot Refried Beans. 

My garden is a growing! I am so excited. I have basil coming out my ears....want any?

Sigh. I am tired just writing all of that.

Happy Monday, link up with my friend Carissa for some Miscellany of your own....

Saturday, June 23, 2012

Happy Saturday!

Cam loves the water

Finally got a few shots of Christian

How YOU doin'?

How I love them

Cracks me UP!

Friday, June 22, 2012

5 Minute Friday- Risk

Five Minute Friday


I have never been a risk taking person. Ever. I like my "comfort" and my "plans". I felt safe in those things, even though I know I shouldn't. I was good at telling myself that although I needed this stuff in order to feel secure, my security came in Christ. I lied to myself. 
Something has changed in me, and my heart and the things I saw as risky before are no longer. Living in Christ should be risky, and it should look completely foolish to others. It's Biblical. Where have we missed that? How did we get sucked into this "American Dream" and think we could play both sides of the field? 
We can't. We either choose to jump and take a risk or two or spend our lives taking risks, or we stay comfortable planning our every move, leaving no room for HIM to move us. 
I'm diving in. I'm not going to wish I had taken more risks for Him because I'm going to do it. Whatever IT is....

Head over here and link up for your own 5 Minute Friday

Thursday, June 21, 2012

Where I am At

This is more or less an update of sorts. 
My brain is so full it's near exploding. 

God is doing some incredible things in our lives and we are just on the tip of it.

God is moving.
We are being sifted. 

I have been given an opportunity to step back into the ministry I was doing before I got pregnant with the twins, and I am beyond excited. I look forward to sharing more with you as it comes to fruition. It involves, my heart...teen mama's and their babies. 

I am meeting with another writer tonight and we are hashing out some stuff, so be on the lookout for more on that ;) Talk about a teaser huh? 

I want to at least give you a glimpse into what is going on in our hearts and what is on my mind as of late. I could spend a really long time typing away, or I could direct you to a few links that give you an idea. 

So, if you are interested, and have some moments to spare....check out these different links and you will get a taste.

1)  7



On another note, the emails and comments I have received from this post yesterday have been beyond encouraging and I am so darn glad I clicked that "publish" button.

 Thank you thank you thank you!

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

My 28 year old body.....

This has been sitting in my "drafts" for months.
I've been too afraid to hit publish.
Too worried about what you would think. 
But, I'm doing a lot more stuff these days that I am afraid of. 
So here goes nothing......

I fully intended being "that mom" who was back in her pre-preggo jeans within 3 months or so. I was positive, that after my 6 week check-up, I'd be cleared to workout again and I'd just jump right back into the gym thing.

(*disclaimer...some of you are "that mom" and that's okay...I'm only slightly jealous)

"I'll just breastfeed him, head to the gym while Trev is home with him and then come home and shower"

Duh. So simple.

I fully intended on being "that mom" that always took a shower and got dressed and did her hair and make-up every morning, and did not spend the day in sweats with her hair in a ponytail.
I was getting back into my heels, thank you very much.

And plus, I was going to do the "easiest thing ever" and breastfeed, and everyone and their mother told me "your weight will just fall off".

So, yeah, no big deal.

You see...for awhile I had a real battle going. I wasn't anorexic, or bulimic....but I definitely had an unhealthy perspective about my image. I was obsessed. I was obsessed with working out, and what I ate and what the scale said. And I thought I was huge.  I just wanted to see that number drop below a certain number....even if it wasn't healthy for my height and build. Even if my athletic curvy body shouldn't be that size....I wanted to see if it could. How much could I push it?  Nobody really knew. Just my sweet husband. But it was a pretty intense battle for me, in my heart and in my head. You don't have to not eat, or puke it up to have an issue. And that's where I fell.

Thankfully, just before I got pregnant, God got in my face about it. He really convicted me. I was consumed with it. It was driving my every thought and my every move. I was obsessed. I was a mess. It was inside, yes...not really for anyone else to see.  And I needed help. And with the Lord's help, I worked it out. And I overcame the battle in my mind through a lot of prayer and searching. And a lot of Beth Moore reading as well.

So, now I'm pregnant and I'm free...and I'm eating and knowing I'm caring for this precious boy inside of me. I didn't eat bad...I just ate. And I loved it. And it felt so good to not feel bad about it.

And then he was born, slightly early. Through us for a loop.....and breastfeeding wasn't easy, and he had horrible acid reflux and was colicky. And here I was....3 months after having him, in puke covered sweats with no makeup and no shower and my weight started going UP. Yeah, the wrong way.

And here I am, looking back at photos of myself, pre-pregnancy thinking "What on earth was wrong with you?! You looked amazing!"

And I slowly worked my way back down, with a "system" that caused it to fall off rather fast..... Before having kids, I lost weight pretty easy once I started trying....but that was no longer the case.
I got pregnant again, and then miscarried...and the weight crept back up.

And then...pregnant with twins! And boy was I sick as a dog and dropped a little weight, the awful way.

And here I am, again....trying to work my way back down the scale, knowing I'm not comfortable in this strange body I have right now.
Knowing that yes, my body has been through a ton the last 4 years....and my skin was stretched beyond belief and it probably will take a tummy tuck to make that all go away, and goodness if the person I was before Jack saw the person I am now
she'd be horrified. 

No, I'm not pleased with the fact that my clothes don't fit right. That my pants are either too big or too small and I feel like a foreigner in this strange shell.

But I look at these boys. And I look back at the stress and weight of the past 4 plus years and I see those "love marks" across my stomach- and I am probably never going to look like my 24 year old self again.

But my 24 year old self was selfish, and proud and impatient, consumed with herself. 
And my 28 year old self is patient, and selfless and proud of my kids and what this body has done and been through.
I am me. I am confident in who I am as a Mom, and a wife and a friend. I have grown in my relationship with the Lord so much in these years, that when all is said and 24 year old body would turn away at this one- but my 24 year old heart would long for who I am today.

So, I run. And I lift weights and I have a goal, because I want to be healthy. But it doesn't rule my life or demand all of my energy. That goes elsewhere- because there are more important things in life.

 And right now...they are all asleep :)

Wordless Wednesday- Just Jack

Sunday, June 17, 2012

To my Daddy and my Baby Daddy

I was raised by the best and I married the best.

Happy Father's Day to the two men who exemplify what being a Dad is more than any other man I know.

I am so blessed, my kids are so blessed and others are blessed by your example.

Thursday, June 14, 2012

5 Minute Friday

From The Gypsy Mama:  For five minutes flat. No extreme editing; no worrying about perfect grammar, font, or punctuation.Unscripted. Unedited. Real. Write and see what comes out. There’s no right or wrong.

When I think of a path, I think of it being well worn, easily followed and clear. I think these things because the path is only there because people have walked it before. Many miles. Many feet. Many times. You see the signs to "Stay on the Path" and you know that's the way to go. Great, follow that and you're safe.

I think that's where I've always been. Someone who's followed the path walked before them, trusting in those before me to lead me to where I needed to go.

I am feeling that it's time I make the path. Someone has to start walking that way in order for their to be a path in the first place, I think I want that person to be me. Even if it looks a little crazy, or wrong. People who make paths are out for an adventure, to go where someone didn't go before them. Trailblazers. I want to be that. Praying all the while that while I cannot see the steps before me, HE does and HE can guide me. And just maybe, some others will find this path as well. Because in the end it isn't about my path at's about others.

Twins Birth Story

The Belly

I had really hoped and prayed for a vaginally delivery, but these boys got set into their positions around 20 weeks and never moved. My OB was scheduled to be out of town my 37th week, and I was already dilated to a 3, having lots of contractions, and the NST's (non-stress tests) were starting to look a bit iffy. So, we scheduled my c-section for February 10th at 7:30 in the morning, when I was 36 weeks and 3 days.

My sweetie and I drove to the hospital, rocking out to some MJ and Toby Mac! As we got there, my Dad pulled in and later my sweet friend Lacie who was there to photograph the day! Followed by her, was my in-laws and my close friend Helen. My sweet Mama was home with Jack!
We seriously rocked out to all sorts of awesome tunes, the spirit in the room was celebratory and loud! After getting all prepped, Trevor and I walked down the hall and into the O.R.

Just a few minutes past 7:30 my second born, twin A, entered the world!
                                              Camden Rhea at 5lbs 7oz and 19 inches long

And a mere 45 seconds later we welcomed twin B, my baby....

Christian Grant at 5lbs 4 oz and 18 inches long

It was incredible. It was amazing. Other than puking throughout the surgery and feeling totally exhausted from the medications already, I was in heaven. They did not need any NICU time, and we were so relieved! We headed back to our room, I started nursing and soon after our whole family came in to celebrate these new lives!

The next 4 days were a blur. I was so exhausted, but could not sleep. I was going on about 6 total hours after 3 days. We were going to be released on Valentines Day and they took the boys for their car seat tests. Christian failed, miserably. They decided to check him out a bit further and found that he was doing 'periodic breathing'. He was slowing down so much, that at times his oxygen level was dropping into the 60's! We had no clue. He had been checked over numerous times by nurses and pediatricians, so this was a shock. He was quickly admitted to the NICU just hours before we were to go home.

Camden passed his car seat test, but his bilirubin levels were so high he needed phototherapy. He was also admitted to the NICU.

It was awful. I wept. We left that day with no babies. My heart hurt so bad, but I was thankful to be going home to Jack.

I spent the next week running to and from the hospital, learning to breastfeed them at the same time, pumping, bottle feeding, etc. It was beyond exhausting. Christian was given a dose of caffeine and put on air flow and a small amount of oxygen.
Camden struggled to gain weight, but after 8 days he was released doing perfectly.
Christian improved dramatically and was released on day 10 with no issues whatsoever.

Their birth was not the way I had planned, nor the following two weeks. But their issues were only due to slight prematurity, and I am so thankful they are healthy and thriving!

To read my announcement on expecting twins and then to follow my pregnancy, click here and work your way forward :)

Lacie Lauree Photography

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Get Messy

My husband took Jack out and about the other day, to work and then on some errands. They stopped for coffee and grabbed Jack a smoothie. 

This particular coffee stop puts a nice little chocolate covered coffee bean on the top of your cup or your whip cream, it's an added touch of yum. Jack was super excited to see his bean on top and just as he was about to snatch it up, it sunk to the bottom of his cup. 


He asked, "Daddy, can I get it?"

"No buddy, we're going to have to wait until we can get home so I can dig it out for you, if you tried right now, it'd make a big mess."


As my husband recounted this story to me, he brought up this perfect analogy. 
I had to share because it got me. 

You know what? If we would have let him, Jack would have dug right in and despite the sticky mess, he'd have grabbed up that chocolate bean in a heartbeat. There would have been whip cream all over his hands, his shirt and probably the car.
It'd be an absolute mess, but it would have been worth it because, he got the bean. 

Why not? Why not let him get messy? What's the big deal? So you have to wipe up a mess later and do a bit more laundry....for what? For pure joy. For that one moment of joy and abandon, the worst you'd get is a mess.

When did we become like that? When did we lose that recklessness? When did we start worrying about the minor messes, and the minor inconveniences and stop just going for it? 

We get caught up in the little stuff and we forget to just do it. 
We forget what that feeling is like, to not worry about it and just dig in.

There's this awesome thing out there God has for you, and you don't dive in because you might get messy. You might mess up someone else's plans, or disappoint someone else, so instead of just digging in you play it safe. You may lose a bit, you may lose a lot...but it's worth it.

He's not even 4 years old and we are already training him to be worried about something so insignificant and that bothers me. 

I don't want him to worry about the little things that are only bumps in the road, I want him to dig in and go for the ultimate, for the greatest God has for him. 

I want him to get messy, and take a risk. I want to take a risk...I can wipe up the crumbs later. 

Are we willing to get messy in order to have the best God intends for us, or are we okay with staying safe and clean?

I'm ready to get messy. 


Monday, June 11, 2012

Miscellany Monday


1) the twins turned 16 months. post to follow shortly with adorable pictures....i will say that on the day they turned 16 months aka yesterday, they turned into little toddler monsters.

2) i did a **boo-boo and was trying to redo my blog header. well, it told my my picasa web album was full so i needed to buy (?!) more space. silly that, i'll just delete some. so i did. turns out, that means it deletes them off your blog. i deleted a few hundred. so now there are lots and lots of gorgeous pictures missing from my blog post. someday, i may go back and fix them all but it's a tad overwhelming to think about. my header is messed up and some of my ad buttons bleh blah!!!!  and we also think Jack hit a nice combo on the keyboard and deleted EVERY photo file we had...and Trev has been recovering heart attack.

3) i thought about switching to wordpress after all that. turns out it's more spendy than i thought. i'll just stick here awhile.

4) yep them are some ads over there on the right >> i have ads now. why? because maybe you see something you like over there and then you click and buy and then i get money to go towards this awesome blog that can be made even awesomer. those aren't words, but that's the truth.
phone pic that was then copy and pasted hehe

5) today is my daddy's birthday. he's pretty much the coolest, most amazing man i know and i love him to death. my sister and i get to take him shopping for a whole new wardrobe on friday. he's a legit dresser, his clothes are just either falling off him now or they are worn the heck out. i'm excited.

6) relay for life was pretty amazing and exhausting and a full post is coming is just a sneaky peek of a few shots

7) below are the links to a few of the books I'm reading!

1- Stuff Christian's Like- seriously, laughing so hard reading this. i've been reading it at night out loud and it's like my whole life as a Christian in a the "traditional" Christian church thing all wrapped in a book and it's hilarious.

2- Ready or Not....There We Go!- this is making me laugh and scaring me to death...raising twin toddlers....gulp

3- How to Talk So Your Kids Will Listen & Listen So Your Kids Will Talk- saw this recommended someplace else and the Library had it so I get to read it for free! Just read the intro, will update you later

4) Morning and Evening- Classic short devotional, always good

5) 7 by Jen Hatmaker. I am borrowing a friends (for now) haven't actually started it (other than the intro) I'm excited and's something we've talked about doing and we may just begin here soon with some others. will definitely keep you posted on it.


Happy Summer by the up with my friend Carissa for your Miscellany!

Sunday, June 10, 2012

16 Months!

You all, it was crazy. They turned 16 months last Sunday and I swear, a little switch flipped and they became crazy monster toddlers. Here was the first few hours of my morning with them:

Mommy's making pancakes, griddle plugged into side outlet, we can now reach that, so we should. Mommy spends 15 minutes teaching us "no" and "do not touch that". Mommy can see before her, the hot griddle going down on top of us because we are pulling the cord. Mommy thinks the placement of this outlet is dumb. We scream and scream and throw massive tantrums until our pancakes are done and we have now moved on.

We decide throwing our pumpkin pancakes all over the floor is much more fun than eating them, even if they were special pancakes and not the usual ones she makes and even if it did take her twice as long to make them.

Mommy catches Christian with his skinny little arm in the cupboard, hehe there IS a child lock on it, but Christian can squeeze his arm in there and he grabbed the canister that Daddy forgot to close and pulled it. It had popcorn kernels in it. It's now all over the floor and we have hardwood! Enter: bouncing kernels everywhere while Mommy scrambles to keep us from eating them. That was fun!

Oooh, lunch time! I can reach Jack's bowl of mac and cheese, so I do, and I (Camden) proceed to dump that all over myself and the floor. I wonder why Mommy even spends the time cleaning this floor.

Mommy beat down.

Seriously though, they are crazy people! Tantrums, and fighting, and stealing toys and clobbering one another. It's crazy and I am beginning to realize that short period of "this is much easier than it was when they were infants" is's a different hard. It's a "they don't like to be strapped down or held, and aren't content to just chill in a stroller, and when we get let out we will run as fast as we can in opposite directions because we can" hard.
I knew this was coming, but it came fast and I felt as if no one warned me. Shame upon you Moms with toddlers, shame! ;)

The best part is, they are developing their personalities at lightning speed.


This kid is funny. He is like a little class clown already. And the coolest part is, he knows he's funny. He does the weirdest things and they just crack him up!! He loves to chase his brothers and give them big hugs, the don't always appreciate the love.
He loves to put hats on, play with empty bubble jars, climb up anything he can, and find the cat. Poor cat. I asked him the other day to go get a book for Mommy, and he took off down the hall, when into Jack's room, got a book and brought it back to me. Love.

Lots of new words, lots of fun. He is still the cautious one, but he has totally broken out of that "I'm severely attached to my Mommy stage" and now everyone else is getting to see his fabulous personality too.


Spit.Fire. No other way around it. This little dude is full of energy and laughs. He and Jack love to play rough, love to run and chase and wrestle. He isn't afraid of a thing and he is fast. He loves to read books and he is the biggest chatterbox of a child I have ever seen, and so many people say the same thing.
Lots and lots of new words, loves eating with a fork, loves to snuggle. That's the best.

He hates it when anyone leaves, and makes everyone feel as if they are the most important person in the world. He finally outgrew his size 3 shoes :)

We are still feeding them whipping cream, half and half and ovatine in their milks. Trying to fatten them up, but they are little calorie burners and I so wish I could take some of that for myself :)

They love to be outside. We have a great and safe setup in the backyard and they live out there most days.

They are a ton of work, but they are so so so worth it.
In two months we celebrate Jack's 4th birthday and they will be 18 months and I am in awe of the time.

At the end of the morning last Sunday, I lied down in the front room, totally defeated by the toddlers who rule me and laughed. I just laughed and laughed because of the hilarity, the blessing and the craziness that is my life. I wouldn't change a darn thing.

PS: They don't really sit still for long, so that is as good as 16 month pictures get. Camden is much more apt to pose, while most every picture of Christian is a blur. 

Friday, June 8, 2012

Fill in the Blank Friday: I blog because...

......I like being able to connect with others, keep our family updated and share about what God's doing in our lives.
I started this blog soon after we lost our 2nd baby as an outlet to express kind of where my heart was at and I used it as sort of an online journal, really only having a few followers.
I just began writing more and more and then using the blog to document the twin pregnancy and updates on all three boys and then it became even more. 

I've met some incredible people, learned a lot about myself and I love knowing I can print this puppy off into a book and never forget the moments and the journey. 

I've had the privilege of guest blogging here and here
and I've had some incredible people blog on my site as well like this one and this one I've hosted fun giveaways, done some reviews and I really hope as I write more (if these little boys give me some time) that I grow in that area and really stretch myself. 

Sometimes I forget people other than myself read this, and then you post the sweetest comments and email me encouraging things and I am continually blown away. 
Thank you for reading, thank you for befriending me via blogs :)

What about you?
Why do you blog?
Link up with Lauren and the new look of Fill in the Blank Friday!

Monday, June 4, 2012

Jack's Last Day of School

Jack finished his first year of school last Wednesday!

We decided last summer that we thought it would be good for Jack, and for Mommy for him to do Preschool. Just a few hours a day, three times a week to get out of the house, meet other kiddos and not have to fight for Mommy's attention with the little guys and spend some time learning. 
We chose to send him to a private Christian school (same one I went to) and we are so glad we did.

Having just turned 3, only three weeks before the cut-off we recognized that this was more of a "throw away" year, and it was about having fun and making friends and knew all along we'd do the Preschool year twice. We want him to not be the youngest in school ( I strongly believe this is important especially for boys to be older!!!)

He really loved school and his teacher and made some wonderful friends.
He learned so much and by the end of the year we were told he definitely was ready for Pre-Kindergarten. We knew we had a smart cookie, but decided to still do Preschool again next year to give him that extra edge of being even more confident in himself!

We plan on again sending him to this same private Christian school.
We feel that homeschooling is not the route we should take, and the same goes for public school and we continue to pray that God provides the tuition to send our kids here.
Small classes, teachers who reinforce what we are teaching our kids at home, and who pray for our win.

The pictures are adorable, but I don't have permission to post of the other kiddos so you will only see Jack.
He really only wanted to say goodbye to Alice :) 
You can see her long brown hair in the pictures....just like Mommy's :)

They performed their favorite songs and poems for us.

And had a few of the girlies take pics with him.
Heartbreaker at age 3...

Jack and his teacher, whom he loved

Jack's favorite aide. He was her favorite too...she got him a Star Wars pen :)