Proudest mama in the whole world

So today as Meghan was getting out of the van she mentions casually that she will be singing a solo of "I Believe" at the Fine arts/Sports award assembly this morning.  Great advance warning kid.  So of course, I wish her luck and head off to work, merrily oblivious until I get a phone call from last year's teacher who asks in a slight panic, "Are you able to come to the assembly this morning?"  I politely let her know that I can't as I'm at work.  She then lets me know that Meghan will be receiving the Fine Arts Award and a trophy with her name on it will be in the cabinet. She also tells me that it is usually awarded to a Grade 7 but this year it was going to Megs, who is in grade 6.  My stomach dropped to my hobbit feet because I missed that opportunity to stand there and clap just loudly enough to embarrass her.

So instead I told anybody who would listen about my baby girl and how great she is.  Until she pisses me off, then she's her father's kid.

Luckily my friend Shannon (no not me!) came to the rescue and just made it to the school in time to video tape Megs getting the award.  Once Shannon figures out how to get it off of her camera I will post.

My middle child, Logan didn't win any awards but he did FINALLY learn to read.  He's making good progress but is not all that pumped about going to summer school to get ready for grade 3. Go Figure.  He did have fun at Beaver camp a couple of weeks ago which was caveman themed and oddly fitting for Logan.

It's a good thing this one is so damn cute.  Or he'd be dead.            

Norah was in her first dance recital this past weekend and Scott went to go see her perform.  He said she was adorable as usual. Four hours of dance recital though.  Fun times.  Norah was in two of the dances.

And finally our baby boy, who turned two today.  I cannot believe it's been two years since I pushed this one out of my body.  Let me tell you labour and delivery seriously bites.  But the kid is worth it.