This is the week you graduate from preschool Adela. In advance of your ceremony I took you out into the desert to take a few pictures of you in your cap and gown. It was dreadful. So windy. Your cap wouldn’t stay on your head. You were concentrating so hard on trying to not let it fly off that I didn’t get much eye contact or smiles from you, but you get the picture. Still beautiful. Even when battling wind. And I’m really proud of you, baby. You just had your evaluation for Kindergarten this week too, and you passed with flying colors. All check marks on every single thing. You didn’t miss anything. Your only tiny struggle was an old one, switching n’s and u’s and m’s and w’s. No big deal. The teacher who did your evaluation was impressed with your focus and eye contact and ability to follow instructions and not be distracted. You knew all your sounds. You knew all your colors, shapes, numbers, counted to 20 no sweat. You’re officially kindergarten ready! Now me, on the other hand, I’m tearing up just sitting here thinking about it. I am not ready for you to be gone all day, every day. I’m not. It actually hurts. I hope that I surprise myself next year and end up not finding it as difficult as it seems it will be… but I don’t know. Even 3 half days seems like a lot sometimes. I get you for such a short time. I’m excited for all the experiences that you’ll have in school, but I’m not ready to miss out on them either. Not sure where this road leads… maybe to homeschooling. But that’s a big maybe. One day at a time. We’ll try it and see what happens.

Josiah, you’ve started putting on your own shoes. Or trying anyway. And your sock gloves crack me up. Every morning now, when we go into your room to get you up, you have unzipped your sleep sack, taken off your socks and put them on your hands. You just love gloves. Socks are just as good apparently.  And your sleep sack. It’s ridiculous! I have to take a better picture to show you what your father is making you sleep in these days (you can sort of see in the photos below.) It’s your sisters. She wore it from about 6 months until she was almost 3. And you’ve been wearing it since you were a few months old. It’s pink. But it’s so faded now, you can hardly tell, haha! He won’t let me buy a new one! It is *literally* falling apart…. literally *threadbare.* It’s funny. His justification is that you won’t need it for much longer. Soon you’ll be in a big boy bed, and it’s now summertime so you shouldn’t need a sleep sack anyway.

We got to bbq at Mimi and Papi’s house and enjoy their back yard, with them back in town. In the photo, you’re sharing your carrots with the ants. And Adela got a lesson in how to kick a soccer ball the right way from x-player Daddy.  Lastly, we spent a day in Whitewater with Mimi. We hiked in, just a bit, and set up for a half a day. It really was perfect. Perfectly warm without being too hot… the wind and the water. We collected rocks and enjoyed the sun and let you guys splash around for hours. We’ll be going back for sure! I can’t believe we’ve never done this before! For a day trip, it’s better than the ocean! It’s only a half hour drive (instead of a 2.5 hour drive), and it’s contained enough that I didn’t have to worry about you guys wandering too far or getting in too deep. It’s just perfect, shallow, running water ideal for splashing and cooling off in.