Mia...

 Mia turned 4 this month!

 It was just after we moved here...

and kind of anticlimactic.

But she was excited all the same for her MAKE-UP!!!

WAHOO!!!!

And what's a birthday at our house without a new Barbie?

 And look at that face...

(a little side note for Kelly...note the cake)

Happy Tu-To my Mia...My baby...why are you growing up? 

Why?  Why?

Ok, so all my girls have gone to preschool when they were 4 years old.

I was justifying not sending her "because we just moved" and "I don't know anyone who teaches".  But really I just wanted to keep her home with me for longer.  (selfish, I know)

But a part of me (a small part) wanted her to go and have that experience.  Sicilee, Haddi, and Indee all went.  Mia's scrapbook would be the only one that wouldn't have that "Pre-School" page in it.  And some years down the road would she ask me "Why didn't I go to Pre-School?"

    So.......

 We have to stand in sacrament meeting last Sunday because they received our records and they introduce us all.  Afterward, this nice lady that leads the singing with such zest for music comes up to us and asks if Mia is in Pre-School?

I reply no and give her my excuses...

She goes on to say that she teaches and she has an empty chair that someone backed out of.  She said that she has a waiting list of 15 kids but that none of them has seemed right to her and she's been praying about who should fill that spot.  And you guessed it....

 Mia was supposed to be in that spot...

She told me how much it was a month and that she could start the next day (Monday).  Then she said if I couldn't afford it that it would be free for her because that's how strongly she felt that Mia should be there.

And so then I began to pout a little and tell Mia that I didn't know what I was going to do without her while she was gone.  She replied that Trixie (our cat) would help me and be my buddy.

I'm still not quite sure what to think about Mrs. Onda K. Smith for ripping my baby from my arms.

(just kidding)

(I'm appreciative...especially with inspiration like that...I better not question her, in fact, maybe I should start consulting her on a regular basis...)  

New town, New school....

Here are the girls on the first day of school...I'm a little late posting but better late than never.

 "Good luck on your first day"

"Smile and make friends"

 "Have fun"

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I felt like I was sending them to the wolves. 

But the best part of the day was me waiting for them when they got off the bus.  I had my camera ready...they were dying!  I'm starting to love this phase of my life...the phase where I embarrass my kids.  When did they grow up and hate the camera...maybe it was the bus full of kids watching me taking their picture?  Hmmm.....

Funny all the same.

The Move....

Good bye Teton Valley...

 We said goodbye to our family and friends and packed up and headed "out below". I had a sad face, ok maybe I shed a tear, or maybe I cried, ok so I bawled for a day or two.  Well, it was a rough week...maybe, just maybe I'm still trying to get over it.  I might be bitter still, I don't know.  Sometimes I find myself staring out the window wishing for things that cannot be...but enough about all that...I'll be "fine".

  Here is our home sweet rental.

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It didn't take the girls long to figure out how to have fun in the canal.

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Haddi is a little more nervous than Sis was...

 Floating it...

 The tire swing is getting a lot use.  We also have neighbors with 3 girls the same age.  So the girls are having a good time hanging out with them.

Go Bulldogs (I guess).