
just want to freeze'em, their smells, chubby
arms, giggles, missing teeth, joy over simple things
ok, I'll stop there.
whew-love this one..could have 10 moreok , maybe not..................

Fun at Nana and Poppa's House -love this girl- a very sweet spirit, thoughtful, she is a calm blesssing in our family-God know just what we needed in our family
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Firebugs..thanks to Nana...started when Coleman was 2
hilarity.......me trying to explain the crucifixtion/easter and not sound like a lunatic...somedays I wish I had gone to seminary for children..b/c I want to do the BEST job but I hear my words and it sounds like I'm saying "drink the Kool-aid", j/k
After painting Liv and Zoey's toenails for easter, I painted Caleb's toenails hot pink..he was just mesmerized sitting as close to me with his leg against mine and his little hand on my thigh while I'm trying to keep the girls' still and paint their toenails. He was not satisfied with the explanation of him not being a girl, and he wanted all of them painted not just his big toe....but I drew the line at his fingernails.
this one is all boy....but has a tenderheart to
others who need it and helpful to the younger
or less fortunate-thanks God
One of my children who will remain anonymous, got sent to the v-prin office for pulling his/her friends pants down while standing in line in the hallway(all the way down to the floor)....the excuse "well, he had pulled mine down twice ". "Child, do I really need to tell you that it's not approp. to pull someone's pants down at school?" "no, mom" " are you responsible for your decisions/behaviour?" "yes, mom" So he/she got 3 days in the "opportunity room" at lunch to have the opportunity to reflect on his /her actions. Ok, secretly I was laughing although wildy inapprop. it was...we've all gotten in trouble at school and I know which friend this was so it was just "boys being boys" or "girls being girls" But, seriously..."what were ya thinkin'?" On a positive note....the v.p (who I took the "opportunity" to introduce myself the next day on my volunteer day-nothing like a first time intro "hey i'm rebecca wendl...mom of coleman wendl..ya know..pants on the ground"..she didn't laugh. Although she complimented Coleman on his manners and said very few kids thank her but she showed him where the opportunity room was and he thanked her and used yes m'am so overall I was pleased...hopefully a character building lesson.

~the necklace, can't see the earrings very well~ 







Although , at one interesection, there were 3 snowbirds and I said hello as I slowed and went by them and Walker starts to speak with me not worried in the least what he was going to say until I hear " SO Long SUCKAS!" As I looked back...they were not amused! I apologized as I'm pedaling away....saying "Walker ...you can't say that to strangers! It's disrespectful! It's OK to joke around with your family /liv and coleman" Meanwhile I'm laughing b/c it cracks me up. Walker said he was sorry and on the way back was crouching down saying he was hiding from those people and was't going to talk with them.
Coleman loved riding my bike and the freedom I gave him to ride his bike inside the gated community. Olivia still doesn't love the beach...somehow the ocean water stings her legs and she break out in bumps but enjoyed her sitting in my lap at the beach/ buying us matching rings, shopping with Coleman and Olivia in Apalachicola with Nana and Aunt Cathy. The kids all working together to build a sand castle. Meeting the dog "Teddy" that looked like black bear. (a Bouvier) Wish I had gotten a pic of him with the kids. Walker started yelling "its a bear...it's a black bear" and talking to his owner who lives on the beach and has a house in Atlanta while his wife lives in N.J and child is in boarding school-different lifestyle but he was very kind and told my Aunt Cathy he was impressed with the kids' behaviour so that was nice. We looked forward to Teddy coming out for his walks- he was HUGE!
I feel like we needed this quiet time to get away..the kids and I....to just recover , have fun, and be with each other. I feel like I've been on survival mode since July. Every experience is "new" and the "first time" which sometimes is overwhelmingly heartbreaking and sad but in a Hallmark quirky way I feel like God is whispering "see, you guys are going to be OK. You can do this". So all the walks, bike rides, watching the kids play, watching the dolphins, the waves were therapeutic in a way...life goes on....just in a different way. So I'm packing up to go home-back to reality with the hopes I have a clearer head and the memories to help with the upcoming hard times. St. George is always great...I have been there as a teenager in college, newly married, and now yearly with my kids and hopefully I'd love to bring my grandkids here.

Better without the hat on


