HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO JOCKEY!

Joshy turns 3 today!

We went out and took portraits this morning. True to 3 yr old charm, it was a bit like pulling teeth to get a good smiling shot, but I think we got passible shots.
Speaking of shots we also make a tearful trip into the pediatrician for the vaccines required to get the boys into school. Of course it hurt, are you crazy, but the crayon shaped band-aids, pencils and stickers helped.
Then it was off to drop Caleb off for tennis and swimming and for the rest of the week. We chatted with Papa Dahl and Charlotte before running up to pick berries. I got nearly a gallon jug picture full before the rain came down to drench. The upside, Joshy got a chance to go swimming on his birthday. The big three year old got to go into the pool and hot tub by himself (which 2 lifeguards, mommy AND Grammy and occasionally Daddy watching.) He had a very good time, and was sleeping before we left the parking lot.
We ended Joshy's day with a couple errands and dinner, mostly because Joshy wanted to just was "shows" (specifically Cailou) or answer "poopy head" to what he wanted for dinner. Did I mention he was three.
We are within sight distance of being potty trained. If we are at home we are 90%, if we are out... all bets are off because he doesn't know when or where the potty is available. I'm hoping that preschool will become routine and familiar to him (also for Awana, which is only 1.5 hours which isn't too long of a time duration to "fake" it.)

So Caleb is with Grammy this week again until Thursday. I saw his tennis lesson a bit today. He was with just one other little girl and the trainer, darn near private lessons. And he really is enjoying it. And he is swimming like a fish. He is diving to the bottom of the 4.5 ft pool at the club with all bravery possible. He still stays a little near the edge for a hand hold when he comes up, but that's fine.

Joshy and I have errands and things to do this week and we are going to be busy. And I do hope to get the rest of the scrapbook pages for his previous year completed. I didn't make the deadline this time for the first time and I've promised myself no other projects until I get his completed.
On a sidebar, I saw at the fair that my photos won 2nd, 2nd and 3rd stickers. But, TOOT TOOT (my horn), I won "CLASS WINNER"(actually get a ribbon and maybe $ for it) for one of my scrapbooking entries, and a 1st sticker for the other. I'm happy. And surprised. It was the "My Buddy Buzz (as in Lightyear)" that won. I truly went in to see how good the winner was and what they did that was so great so that I could improve myself. I didn't expect class winner. And I was reading a book this last week..... Concept: Why are we defined by our occupation, rather than being defined by what we love to do and makes us feel alive. Well, I'm annoucing, I want to be known for my interest and performance in painting, photography, scrapbooking and floral design (a fair cateogory I intend to enter into next year), I do NOT want to be known as cleaner of the dirty underwear, toy picker upper, dishwasher empty-er, or shower stall scour-er!

That's all for now folks, good night. I'm off for a little wind down with another passion... a good book, or any book for that matter.