Last week's SO VERY TIRED (and lack of humor) might have been related to the fact that school is winding down. But before it ends, it gets CRAZY. Somehow each year, I forget that the last two weeks of school completely suck the life out of me... while simultaneously filling my heart completely full to overflowing. It might have also been 5th grade science camp (for the Coach, too), Jr. Retreat, and the state tennis tournament. Hmmmm.
I'm not a big fan of mother's day. But I am a HUGE fan of my troops. And they knocked it out of the park. First, my two OBU students showed up at church - which I did NOT expect! They know my favorite mom thing is having them all in church with me. Best gift ever.
Then lunch with my parents and in-laws, aunt and uncles... family. Love them.
The Coach and the Troops all gave me the sweetest notes. Sweetest. I'm so thankful. Turns out that my kids are growing into amazing adults who love WELL. They're my favorite people.
Face-time call from the newlyweds, errands and coffee with the middles, dinner out with Coach and the younger kids, all in all a beautiful day. The Coach even ordered gluten free cupcakes from a bakery and picked them up on Saturday. Wow.
Mother's Day followed a fun weekend at the tennis state tournament. As we drove away at almost 10 PM (rain delays) - with our senior boy and his cousin/doubles partner getting 7th IN THE WHOLE STATE - that's so awesome, isn't it? - the Coach turned to me and said, "Well, that's the last time he'll play as a Crusader," I'll admit a tear or two. What a fun six years it's been with this kid.
Son (#1) and his beautiful wife sent a card and a gift for Mother's Day - I'm so proud of them. Not just because they are thoughtful and sweet (which they are!), but because they are doing so well making a HOME together. Just for fun, I watched wedding videos today (to-do list avoidance at it's finest!) - my heart is so full.
Daughter (#2) is DONE with nursing school! I can't believe how fast these four years have gone. She took her last final yesterday. I could cry (it's a theme, lately) thinking about how hard she's worked and how well she's done. She's precious. I'm going to need my waterproof mascara for her pinning tomorrow and graduation on Friday.
Oh Son (#3). Finishing up finals today and tomorrow. Sophomore year as a Math Education major and he's killing it. I'm so proud of him. The next week is FULL of doctor's appointments, but he's going to spend two weeks teaching in Roatan and we are all so happy for him. Every day a gift.
Son (#4) left for his senior trip to Boston, yesterday (the Coach was our hero and did the 4 AM airport run). This kid is SO MUCH FUN. And I can't wait to celebrate him next week. Four down, four to go. He was my football/basketball/tennis kid and we've loved every minute.
Daughter (#5) - how WILL she be a senior next year? I'm going to need a bigger box of tissues. And by the way, she's smart and funny and I love her. And her sweet attitude about giving up her room (again!) for her big sis who is moving home from college. We have the most flexible kids on the planet - I'm convinced. My tiny girl played volleyball, basketball AND for the first time, tennis, this year and she made them all FUN.
Daughter (#6). Can you tell I'm a HUGE fan of my kids? Because they are amazing. Not perfect, but amazing. And this girl is loud and dramatic and awesome. And always up for driving me on my errands. Yes! She played all three sports with her sis - they are inseparable. And funny. And addicted to sonic.
Daughter (#7) made dinner last night, cleaned the kitchen, and is the resident baker (I retired some time ago). She's sweet, cheerful, borrows clothes without asking (but that's literally her only fault), and is crazy athletic - growing up way too fast like her beautiful older sisters. The Coach needs a bigger gun, for sure.
And Little Man. Oh boy. He's taller than three of his sisters. He's going to be taller than me, before I can blink. He and Maggs pick on each other mercilessly. I'm loving every minute with this kid. Even though sometimes I have to say "No. More. Words." Today he got a big art award at school and I had to fight the tears. So many memories with ALL of the troops. Son (#3) being the art teacher's aide and working on her chalkboard all year. Son (#4) getting the same award when he was just a little guy. Following in the footsteps of 7 older siblings isn't easy, but he's blazing his own trail and we're laughing all the way.
Meanwhile, the Coach keeps faithfully loving us all in spite of the BUSIEST time of year and working on his masters. Honestly, it would all fall apart without a lot of laughter and a LOT of love of patience. From everyone.
See you on the flip side, school year - it's been a good one.
Summer, here we come!
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