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To celebrate his new “status” at the big kid table, I put John Bon Martin in his new Rockstar Stroller and took him for a stroll outside yesterday.

At first I just called him John Bon Martin and he wasn’t sure if he liked it…

So I decided I would bust into Livin’ On Prayer… “whoooa we’re halfway there, livin’ on a prayer…” He still wasn’t sure.

“Take my hand- we’ll make it I swear...” {can you tell at this point he’s loving warming up to my rendition of Bon Jovi?}

And finally, he decided he LOVES my singing…

I was confident I made a Rockstar out of him, until I started the chorus all over again…

Next time, I’ll try How Great Thou Art and refer to him as John Martin Luther, I think it will go over better.

Have a great weekend!

Love, Darby & John Bon Martin

John Martin LOVED him. You can see here he’s about to break his neck just to see the little fella.

Justin was doing some last minute tidying in the yard on Monday morning, which included the use of a wheelbarrow. John Martin was straight from the bed and what better way to wake a little rambunctious boy up than take him for a jaunt around the yard in a wheelbarrow. It almost convinced me to sell all my strollers.

Now to the more painful subject matter: school has started! {And if that’s as painful as it gets around here, I am considering myself blessed beyond measure.} Both of the girls started preschool yesterday. Morgan is in the 4-year old class and Paige is in the 3-year old class. I really don’t know where the summer went, but I’ve always said that, even when I was school-aged. I know myself all too well. I am not an organized person. I am not a punctual person. Monday night I spent 30 minutes getting ready so that we could BE ON TIME for preschool. I set the girls alarm clock, laid out their clothes and got their table all ready. They were so excited when they got up… it was almost like some superhero school fairy swept in!

Fresh Keds. Does it get any better? The night before {you may have noticed, because you all notice EVERYTHING} I had the wrong pair laid out {the dirty ones on the left}. Paiger quickly retrieved her new, clean school shoes.

The results of a little late-night “prepping”: 2 little girls ready for school AN HOUR EARLY!

I asked them if they’d play quietly in the playroom so I could shower, they strongly protested because I would cause them to be late… I concured, threw up a pony and off we went.

Paige was a little more apprehensive about school when we arrrived.

Thankfully sister was there to comfort her. And it helped that Paige has the same teachers that Morgan had last year.

We ran into cousin, Chapel, in the lobby and couldn’t resist one last picture.

Paige did so well and went to her classroom with slight hesitation but didn’t shed a tear, which always makes it easier on mom! Morgan has never had a problem going to school, she loves it. She went right in and never looked back!

Thankfully Paiger just goes 2 days a week. So please whatever you do, don’t feel too sorry for me, it’s not like I’m running an empty nest. Rover will keep me plenty entertained while the girls are at school…

We turned our renovation efforts outdoors this weekend. It resulted in trees going down, Mule rides, stump grinding and a furry new friend, we call Kipper*.

He belongs to someone, not us, someone who put a red collar on him with no tags. We are temporarily caring for him until his rightful owners come get him. We’ve also explained to the girls that Kipper’s owners are going to come get him and that he’ll only be here until then. He’s a playful, oafy pup and appears to be under 1 year. He’s also a MALE, very MUCH a MALE, I told Justin this morning I’d like to take him to be neutered. Justin said he didn’t think his owners would appreciate me taking care of that for them. I’m going to give them a few more days to claim him and then Kipper and I are off to the vet’s office for a little PROCEDURE.