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Finally a firstgrader and other summer happenings

"I'm finally a first grader," you say as if you've been waiting for this time to come forever. You're not actually a first grader but you did graduate from kindergarten so I guess it depends on perspective. You've said this to anyone and everyone who strikes up a conversation with you over the past few weeks and you've said it to me more than once. I think you're finally feeling like a big girl and this is proof--you're finally a first grader.

I'm convinced the only reason kindergarten graduation is held is to give parents a chance to cry. Me and Dad were both there as you sang "Here comes the Sun" and walked across the stage to grab your "diploma." You were so excited. Each student drew self portraits which were printed on t-shirts for the ceremony. I think yours is the best in your class. Definitely the most personality! And your teacher, Mrs. Hunsaker, says you are the sweetest student she has ever had.

A few days after school got out we left for Mexico. We stayed in Las Conchas in two rented homes right on the beach--connected by a huge outdoor patio space complete with a fireplace. The trip was perfect!

The weather was in the 80's the entire time (a little cool for swimming but the water is always warm in Mexico) and everyone got along just fine. We spent our time laying on the beach, wading into the water, hunting crabs and building sand castles. The girls enjoyed playing "restaurant" at the bar in the front of one of the homes.












Even Jose had a great time! And he ate with us and didn't avoid us! It was a huge difference from last year!







Lots of Pena Coladas! We also had tacos, burritos and tamales!



The view from the porch straight down to the beach

Kaybree's plan for the day: Play ball, collect sea shells, play on the tablet... and I'm not sure what else.

Jose got his hair braided but it didn't last long. He realized it hurts to have your hair tightly braided and sleeping with it is too hard!



















Eisley looked like a turtle but she loved the banana boat!












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