When September Comes

September usually means the end of Summer and the start of cooler weather. My family is experiencing an endless Summer. It's still very hot in Yuma and I am loving it (I am determined to swim in my pool every day I can until I have to move). I must admit I am missing my "Idaho Fall" but I am very much enjoying where I am now. Sean celebrated his 27th birthday this past week, and he was even lucky enough to have it land on his day off. We didn't do anything too spectacular - mostly we just spent time together. Here he is with the Broncos tickets I gave him. My favorite thing about birthdays in our family is that I get to make a cake. Sean went with the "chocolate covered strawberry theme." I made a strawberry cake with real strawberries in it and put chocolate frosting on the top. It was very simple compared to his past birthday requests. It turned out good, so I was happy. I love Sean and I am so happy to be married to him. He takes such good care of me and we have fun together every day.

My kids are always the bright spot in my day, and I just can't imagine life without either of them. June has a new ballerina swimming suit that she adores - she even wanted to wear it to bed the first night we got it. She loves preschool, swimming, nursery, playing with Jack, singing, filling water balloons, watching Dora and Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, and getting packages from Grandma, Grandpa, and Rose in the mail. She is so much like me it is a little scary when it comes to the way she thinks and acts. She is beautiful and makes her mama proud!

My Jack is finally getting teeth (he is almost 15 months old)!!!! He loves to play with his sister. Reading stories are still one of his favorite things to do. He says uh-oh now. He is smart and figures out things pretty quick. He loves to eat Mac-n-Cheese, bananas, raspberry's, string cheese, and any treat his mom and dad are eating. He hates church because while I'm playing the piano in primary I can't hold him. There always seems to be a bruise on his head - when the poor boy falls his head always seems to hit first (I promise I don't beat him). My baby boy is turning into a little boy and it breaks my heart a tiny bit. I love my Jackie Man - he has his mama wrapped around his finger.