You are growing in leaps and bounds. You just seem so tall. And more mature. Every day.
You are a monster on the baseball field. I love to watch you play. And so does Daddy. And Pop Pop, and Honey, and Granddaddy (he doesn't miss a game).
Second grade is about to be over. You've had a great year. Made a lot of progress. And I can't believe you will soon be a third grader.
You had been asking me to go on a field trip with you. I had gone on a few with Jackson but just hadn't been able to go on one with you yet. I really didn't have the time to take off. But it was the last field trip of the year. I found out we would be going to Build-A-Bear. I wasn't going to tell you, was going to surprise you and show up. But your teacher let the cat out of the bag. The night before the field trip, you asked if I was going to be "a chap...erone or whatever they're called". When I said yes, you looked so happy and just said simply and sweetly, "thanks".
You were so proud to have me along, and insisted I sit with you and your friend on the bus. Regardless of where we went, what we did, it was a very special day for both of us. You aren't going to be 8 forever, and I don't even know how much of this age you will be able to remember. But I will always remember.
My name is Kaci. I am a working mom of 3. Wife to Josh. Mom to Jackson, Cameron & Isabella. My life is dinner, homework, baseball, basketball, grocery lists, laundry, middle school, wine, video games, and schedules. I started this blog because I love taking pictures, and I needed a place to document our life. I wanted a place to write it all down, to remember little details so easily forgotten in the mad rush that is the life of a family of 5. Through my photos and words, I endeavor to capture our story.