KatieBug

Miss Katie, my baby,recently turned FIVE! Five is a big deal- I remember five- that's scary! Five is the age of playing with friends, riding bikes (or Hot Wheels for slow learners like me), reading, and growing up. Katie chose her own clothes for the first day of school- complete with wedged high-heeled sandals, skinny jeans, shawl, and bag (yes bag- not backpack). She topped it off with make-up and told me she was going to a meeting as she stepped outside to catch her ride! I barely intercepted the make-up in time! What a little grown-up! I love that girl!

Michael started junior high last week- ah, the Wonder Years- gym class, no recess, hanging out, cell phones (yikes), girls (double-yikes), designer clothes (not quite there yet- still working on clean clothes and deodorant), and Puberty!
In honor- here are some of my memories of Hermosa jr. high- Go Matadors! Choir Class- which included lots of hanging out- specially since Mrs. Swinehart/Ms. Specht went deaf (so sad, but true), Mr. Ruchensky aka Pick and Flick aiming his boogers at us- seriously!, Ms. Donahoo and girls PE- oh my!, Animas Valley Mall and Mesa Drug, and lots and lots of make-up and Aqua Net!
We'll hope Michael's memories are not quite as traumatic as mine! He will do great- he is so brave and fun and good-natured! Go Oquirrh Mountain Eagles!