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Carter is the sweetest and the meanest. I think that boys with a tender heart have to put on a mean front...you know, so they can be "tough". I think this accurately describes Carter. So sweet singing primary songs at the top of lungs, and mean enough to punch you in the gut. It's a delicate balance that I am learning how to strike each day. Today for example:
Sweet:
Carter: Mom, did you know that Jesus helps the bishop.
Me: Well who helps the mothers? {mind you I had two bags, a baby carrier, and was trying to lift Carter out of his car seat}
Carter: {Stops, throws his arms around my neck, looks at me with shiny teared up eyes} The sons.
Several Hours later....
Sour:
Me: It's time for Jill {our babysitter} to go now.
Carter: NOOOOOOOOOO You go!
Me: Jill has to get on to her next adventure today. {bend down and pick Carter up trying to give him some loves and tickles}
Carter: {scratches up my neck} NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
There you have it. The sweetest mean kid on the block!
Today is Cali's last day of first grade. She's had a great year with a great teacher, Mrs. Garcia. She has made great strides in her academic progress and is described by her teacher as, "a friend to everyone". She's also grown up quite a bit this year, as you can see from the pictures. Her teeth are coming in nicely, she much taller, and she's losing that round baby face. It's a little overwhelming to be the mother of such a grown up girl!
We found out on Wednesday that my mom's MS story was published in one of the MS Walk's advertisements. Complete with a picture of Bethany and Cali. The story was submitted by Bethany at the team kick off meeting this year, and the Walk photographer matched her story up with some pictures he snapped last year.
MS is a lifelong and often disabling disease in which the immune system attacks the central nervous system and destroys the protective sheath (myelin) around the nerve fibers in the brain and spinal cord. As a result, scar tissue (sclerosis) forms and disrupts messages from the brain to other parts of the body. MS is a "prime of life" disease, striking people between the ages of 20 and 50. It comes and goes unpredictably, leaving people to wonder, "Will I become paralyzed, blind or have trouble walking? Will I be able to raise my family and continue my career?"
Thank you so much for your generosity! Team Tootsie Roll is really on a roll, every day we get a little closer to achieving our donation goal. We are currently the third highest Family and Friends team {We are gunning for first!}. This would be completely impossible without the support of family and friends who have donated to this worthy cause. We would love it if everyone could join us for the walk on April 11 as well. Here are some reasons you should join Team Tootsie Roll:
Seeing my first house completely empty. It brought back so many memories of the building process and the endless hours we spent checking in on it while it was being built. It was just very hard seeing it empty again.
A giant moving truck and a sold sign outside of our house. Especially looking down the street where the kids had played for four years.
Saying goodbye to little friends. This is Carter and his best buddy Ethan. We ran into him and his mom at Target before we moved. I was so glad that they got to have a little lunch together before we both moved.
Saying goodbye to bestest friends. These girls have not been easily separated since they were old enough to play. Cali and Madisen were both 11 months old when we moved to Herriman, and Calee was was only two. We have had many tear filled days without them to play with.
Saying goodbye to the best neighbors and friends. Lori and Adrienne were the best neighbors and friends anyone could have. Summer nights won't be the same without these two.
And possibly the worst of all, saying goodbye to a cherished, loved, and adored automobile. I think the picture is traumatizing enough. Christian sold his 1964 Impala just before we moved. It was a hard decision, and I felt a lot worse about it than he did. He nearly gave it away, but the man who bought was a friend of his and will take the best care of it.