Drew had his Kindergarten "graduation" last week. I wanted to post a few pictures but before I do that...I want to mention someone who is VERY special to Drew. His teacher. She has gone out of her way to make sure Drew is happy. I can't even begin to tell you in my own words how much we appreciate her, so hopefully you will get the idea based on this little story.
This winter at a basketball game, someone gave Drew a dollar. Most kids I know, including my own would have spent it at the concession stand. Not our Drew. He saved it. Last week at school he gave it to his teacher and told her he wanted her to use it to buy herself a Starbucks. He insisted and would NOT take no for an answer. I think it speaks volumes about how important she is to him and how much he loves her.
So, THANK YOU Mrs. M, for being so great with our guy. We feel that God put you in Drew's life for a very specific reason. You are an angel right here on earth and we appreciate you more than you could ever know!
Now for the pics!!! During the program, they put each child's picture on the screen with their name and what they want to be when they grow up. Here is Drew's. I love this kid.
Here is the proud graduate with his momma, daddy, brother and cousin Chandler.
The whole family!
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Saturday, May 1, 2010
Okay, I lied. I was hoping to have this little surprise done by next week, but it's not looking good. (So keep sending stuff in!!) I need more time. She deserves more time. And quite honestly, this is a lot harder than I thought it would be. Not because I lack pictures, I have thousands. Not because I lack the desire, I can't wait to see this finished project as I know the joy it will bring will be immeasurable. It is because I am overwhelmed by emotions. There is a perfect black line drawn right down the middle of this project. On one side we were carefree. On the other side, our lives were changed forever. My heart aches when I look back at the pictures before Steph was diagnosed. Things were not perfectly simple by any means, but they were so different. I start to get angry and then I keep looking. I sat tonight and stared at a picture of us on the day of her wedding. She was beautiful in her big white dress. Her something old and borrowed was my jewelry that I had just worn months before when I walked down the aisle. The memories came back like a flood. I am not angry. I am thankful. I am thankful for those memories and thankful that we are making new ones everyday. I am thankful that God has given her new strength like she's never had before! Thankful that God has given her the strength to fight for a new line.