Monthly Archives: August 2010

Dance time!!!

Reagan and Hannah showing off some new moves

Zale’s Mom, Yeolanda, was very generous and offered to put the girls in dance classes. I jumped at the opportunity since I’ve wanted them to take dance for a long time. Well, Hannah anyway, Reagan is probably just now old enough. Gran Gran (Yeolanda) also paid for their new outfits & shoes, which the girls couldn’t wait to wear and didn’t want to take off. :-) Their first class was last night, they can’t wait to go back!

They’ll be learning ballet, tap, and tumbling. It was so cute to watch them learn, and I think they both have quite a talent for it. Especially tumbling. They were learning front flips, back flips, and somersaults. It was all the girls could do to contain themselves from pushing to the front of the line.

There was one little girl who really took to Reagan, she kept trying to hug her and help put her in the correct formations. But Reagan was a bit unsure of things anyway since it was all so new, I was glad she didn’t screech at her like she’s been known to do.

Reagan and her "little helper"

The girl’s didn’t have their ballet outfits until after the first class, so it’s easy to tell them from the rest of the little girls. Reagan’s in the pink and black, Hannah’s in the purple.

first tap class

Reagan in action

Hannah's lovin it!

I can’t wait to see what they learn next week!! Thanks again Gran Gran!!! I have high hopes that they’ll enjoy these classes for a long time!

First day of school

Anthony and Hannah

Friday morning, August 6th, 2010 was Hannah’s first day of Kindergarten and Anthony’s first day of his last year of High School. I wasn’t sure I was going to make it through the last couple of weeks. School shopping, registrations, and the dreaded (for me, anyway) first day of school. My Dad was late for work that day, as he took time out of his morning to drive up and go with me to take Hannah to school.

Hannah and Granddaddy

As we’re walking into the school, Hannah is between us holding both our hands and jumping and swinging, giggling and laughing as I’m doing my best to hold back my tears. It took everything I had to not break down and cry. Dad was such a huge support and I’m so glad he was there!!! We signed in at the office, got our visitors stickers so we could walk her to class. I think her teacher is going to be great, she took a picture of the three of us for a scrap book. Hannah found her seat with her name on it and was ready for her first day. We left as the bell was ringing, not a tear from her, but I continued to fight the tears, all day. We got back home and Dad and I tried to talk Anthony into letting us take him to school too. We even offered to walk him into his home room class, but he wasn’t buying it.

Anthony and Granddaddy

Thankfully the first day for Hannah was only three hours long. I left early to try to be one of the first in line to pick her up. She got in the car and I asked how she liked it, the first thing she said was, “can I come back tomorrow?” I think that’s a good sign!!

I figured we needed to celebrate Hannah’s first day, so I took the girls to McDonald’s and let them have ice cream for lunch and play on the play place. Hannah wanted to go to the new ice cream shop in town, but they weren’t open at 10:30 in the morning. I think the day went as well as it could have, and I’m slowly getting use to the idea of Hannah being at school. Because they ease the Kindergartners into it, she won’t go back to school til later in the week. So it’s nice to get a few more full days with my girls before the full school routine starts. And I’m good with that!!

Hannah and Reagan, all ready for a treat at McDonald's

she’s going to be just fine

This morning (I guess I should say yesterday morning since it’s technically tomorrow, I just haven’t slept yet so it still feels like today) Hannah and I made our way to her new school to meet her new teacher in her new classroom where she will spend many hours in the very near future.

I admit it, I was more scared than she was, especially since she was so excited. And I really tried to play that up. I tried very hard to not let her see my emotions so she wouldn’t think something was wrong.  And I made it, I didn’t cry in front of her. Although, at one point while we were in her classroom I had to stop talking and gather my wits before I became a blubbering idiot in front of her, her teacher, and another family that was in the classroom at the time.

Hannah and I explored her new room and she just took in everything. She found her chair with her name on it and her cubbie for all her supplies. She named off all the colors that were on the wall, counted the numbers (except for seventeen, she wants to call that eleventeen…we’re working on it) up to twenty, and read off the ABCs.  I think she was determined to have real school today even if it was just registration. I took pictures of her in her chair and standing by one the stations. I even took a picture of her in the car before I backed out of the driveway.

Friday will be even worse, cause I’ll be taking pictures of her and Anthony. He’ll be starting his last year of high school as she starts her first year of school. I can’t tell you how much I don’t want to do this. I want to stop time and just hug them and cuddle them and not let go. Reagan too, of course. But I know I have to let go. I know that this is a good thing for her and that she’s going to make lots of friends. I know she’s going to be just fine. Me on the other hand, I’m not so sure about. I’m discovering that I can only live in denial for so long…and I think my time is about up.