Swim Lessons

This summer we opted to enroll the kids at Hammond Swim School again. They do such an amazing job and we always see so much progress after only two weeks! It's pricey, but worth every penny. This year all three kids were in the pool at the same time--different classes, but same lesson time and same pool. At the very end of the two week session, Josh and I were finally allowed to go in and watch. I couldn't wait to see how Wyatt and Rea had advanced and how Loyal was doing in his very first swim class. They all did SO good! We were totally thrilled! I went ahead and signed them up for next year!

Bye bye baby mullet

Well. We finally bit the bullet and did it. Poor Loyal was somewhere between a mullet and Bozo the clown--so it was time. It always hurts a mommy heart to pass these milestones. But I suppose it was inevitable...he is a boy after all.

So daddy cut his hair in the kitchen. Sweet bud did not want to sit still. Thankfully curly hair is very forgiving.

iPhone pictures

Rub-a-dub-dub

Three kids in a tub...

Almost forgot!

In all of my updating I missed Rea's trip to the cow dairy! We went with her class again and saw all of the usual things. They had a lot more calves this time which was fun...and some of the calves were eager for some kid interaction. Rea and Loyal loved it! So sad we won't be visiting there again (unless we stay here and Loyal goes to preschool at First Baptist).

Backyard Camping

This past weekend was Memorial Day weekend and Josh had big plans for the kids. He got out the tent we have never used and put it up in the backyard for some camping. It took us over an hour to set the stupid thing up. We argued, we fussed, Loyal screamed...but we did it. And we did it without directions. Why is it that setting up a tent is always a pain and the directions never ever make sense.

Anyway, the kids spent the whole evening on Sunday playing in the tent and in the backyard. Even Loyal loved it. We picked up a pizza and had our dinner in that thing. Josh really wanted Loyal and I to sleep out there too but it didn't happen. Around 9:30pm, little man was deliriously tired and just refusing to give up. So I took him in and put him to bed in his room. He fell asleep almost immediately, so I headed back outside to hang out with Daddy, Wyatt and Rea.

The kids played with glow sticks and Daddy broke out the sparklers. Around 10:30, I decided to go to bed and so they settled in for the night too. Josh said they did great--Rea woke up once because she was cold and had to put on a jacket. Not sure how well Josh slept, but the next morning he told me we needed to get some mats for under our sleeping bags. haha. I'm not too sorry that I didn't sleep out there with them. It's such a special memory that Wyatt and Reagan will always have with their Daddy.

The next morning they stayed outside and played in the tent until lunch time. They were "explorers" and then tent was the "clubhouse". I even had to "show ID" to get in and bring them some drinks. We took the tent down Monday evening and I'm pretty sure everyone was sad about it. Hopefully we can do it again really soon.

Rea's preschool graduation

My baby girl has graduated from preschool. She graduated on Thursday May 21. It was brutal. We have had a child in attendance at First Baptist Playschool for the last four years. I have really grown to love the sweet teachers. Leni, Tami and Melissa have loved my babies so well and I could never repay them for that. They have helped carry my kids through deployments, discipline issues and new baby brothers. They have poured their hearts into Wyatt and Reagan and it shows.  So, I held it together. Not a tear from me, yet.

The ceremony was adorable. The kids wore tiny caps and gowns and marched out to "Pomp and Circumstance". (May I just add that I am so thankful that I don't have to see Rea in a cap and gown again for another 13 years). The kids sang a few songs and then got their "diplomas". After it was over, we took some pictures with the teachers and THEN...

Then Rea started to cry. She didn't want to leave her school. She didn't want to leave her teachers. I held her there on the front row in that sanctuary and cried with her. Brutal. She loves this place and so do I. We have no way of knowing if we'll still be here in two years when Loyal starts preschool. As much as I want to get the heck out of Lemoore, I would be thrilled to have Loyal at that school.

So another Keever moves on and heads to Kindergarten next year. Where has the time gone?