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My dad loved macro photography.  I remember the Christmas before he got sick that I went to visit my mother and him at their home outside of New Orleans.  One morning, he told me to call walk down the long driveway and said about halfway down I’d see a tiny little pine tree sprouting up between the cracks in the concrete.  I headed out with my camera and got a shot of the seedling…it was less than a quarter of an inch tall.  I showed the picture to my dad and he smiled.  “You know the thing I love about macro pictures?”  I didn’t answer and he continued….”When you look through the camera for a macro picture, you see things that the rest of the world misses…”  I think that sums up my dad – he often saw things that the rest of the world missed.  Sometimes, I think that was a source of anxiety to him, but at least in the world of photography, it was a source of joy for him.  I love taking pictures with my macro lens, but I never seem to take it out that often.  So,I’ve decided that a least once a week, I’m going to put my lens on my camera and head out, searching for things that other people might miss.

I took this picture yesterday at Tarklin Bayou Statue Park.  We went there to ride the bike trail and I have a lot of pictures – it was so fun.  This was one of my favorites.  This little guy was less than an inch long – I didn’t even see him.  Gracie’s the one who shouted, “Look at that little frog, Mommy!”  Those are pine needles that he’s standing on.

The girls are out of school at least today and tomorrow.  We have bottles and bottles of water.  Steve has secured everything that can be secured in the yard.  He patched a spot in the roof.  We’re as ready as ready can be for Tropical Storm (Hurricane) Isaac to move ashore tomorrow.  Right now, it appears we’re far enough away from the center that we’ll be dealing mostly with inconvenience and not devastation.  But, I’ve lived here long enough to know that hurricanes (and tropical storms) don’t always do what they’re supposed to do and that anywhere within a hurricane warning zone is a viable target.  So, we’re prepared for the worst and hoping for the best.

I’m trying to convince the girls to go out and let me take their pictures so we get some fresh air before cabin fever sets in.  I think they’re both still so tired from their first week of school that cabin fever is actually enticing to them!  We (and by we, I mean Steve) had to take Gracie to the Emergency Room on Saturday night.  They first went to the urgent care clinic but the nurse at the clinic sent her on to the E.R.  During the end of the week, she seemed to be recovering from her stomach bug.  She wasn’t back to 100% but she was well enough to go to school and even to a slumber party on Friday for one of her dearest friends. By the time she got home Saturday morning, though, she looked really puny again.  I thought she might just be tired from staying up until all hours of the night giggling with a bunch of little girls.  I was concerned, but not worried.  By 7:00 p.m., though, she was throwing up again, and Steve and I both were worried.  I honestly was concerned about her appendix, because I make all of my medical decisions based on Dr. Google.  No one else was sick and she appeared to be getting worse instead of better so I wasn’t really convinced we were dealing with a virus.  Steve was concerned that the might be becoming dehydrated.  She looked pale and drawn and her eyes seemed sunken in her head.   The urgent care clinic sent them on the the e.r., saying she need more evaluation than they could give her.  After eight hours, a stomach x-ray, and a strep test, the E.R. doctor determined that she does just have a virus that for some reason is hitting her particularly hard.  Yesterday, she seemed a little better, and today, she seems almost back to herself.  I’m glad she’ll have a couple of days to rest – I wish it was for a reason different than a storm.

I’ve been pulling out my iPhone for pictures more this week.  Work, school, sickness, and a tropical event has all interfered with my “big camera” time for the last several days!

Here are a few from last week:

 

Some flowers along the side of the road, during my walk on Tuesday (and really, I was somewhat annoyed with my Nike+GPS app that it doesn’t continue to track your miles/time when you stop to take a picture or talk on the phone.   Well, I guess it makes sense to stop when you stop to take a picture, but it didn’t start back up again after I took the picture.  I have to keep reminding myself that the iPhone operating system is not designed to multi-task).

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Gracie, when she was feeling better, between her bouts of sickness.

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Friday, when the hurricane craziness kicked into high gear.  Here’s a guy at the gas station, making sure he has enough to make it through.

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Steve and I took Abigail to Mexico for dinner on Friday night.  (That’s what she calls our local Mexican restaurant. )  She always asks for a gumball from the huge gumball machine when we leave.  Here’s my weirdo close-up picture of the gumballs.

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Last month, the girls and I headed up to Memphis to spend a week with Ruby, Emmie, my sister and brother-in-law.  It was an awesome, fun-filled week.  We did a few things we always do (the Children’s Museum and the zoo) but we also got to do a few things we’ve never done before.

A few weeks before we were up there, this slide appeared on Highway 64 in front of a gas station.  It advertises itself as the World’s Largest Inflatable Slide.  I don’t know if that’s factual or not, but you can see the thing from the interstate, so it’s big!  It’s a Hippo Slide and is 36 feet tall and 175 feet long – definitely big enough for four little girls to have an awesome time sliding!

 

They spent a good two hours climbing up and sliding down in an array of formations…individually, two at time, back to back, holding hands, on their knees.  You name it, they tried it.  It was great to keep them all entertained (particularly Abigail!) for a while.  I even got to read a few pages of my book!

 

 

 

 

I love the look of joy on my baby’s face!

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I wasn’t sure if I’d cry on Abigail’s first day of school.   I was feeling so much relief that both girls are going to be in the same school, with the same schedule.  I’ve spent the last three years feeling like I do everything in hour long chunks of time.  Take Grace to school  An hour later take Abigail to preschool  Leave to pick Abigail up three hours later.  Pick Grace up an hour after that.  They are both in the same place for almost seven hours now.  It is already helping my work schedule and I feel more productive than I have in years.  So, there’s that.  But, then, hello?  My baby is a kindergartner.  So, yes, I cried.

Abigail’s birthday is September 13th.  She misses the state cut-off for kindergarten by 13 days.  For years, people have asked me if I was going to start her at a private school so she could start kindergarten a year early.  Abigail is precocious; she is smart; she is well-adjusted socially.  I imagine that she would have done well starting early.  But, her preschool teachers always said she was right where she needed to be.  And, as usual, they were right.  Abigail is a nurturer and a leader – I think it serves her well to be one of the oldest in her class.  She is not going to be massively ahead of her peers academically.  She is not reading yet (partly because I haven’t encouraged her to – more on that in a later post!), she’s not doing first grade math.  I think she’ll do just fine.  Would she have done well starting a year early.  I believe she would have.  I also believe she’ll do well staring now.  And, I got an extra year at home with her.  And, that is glorious.  I think that extra year made it easier for both of us on her first day.  A year ago, I don’t know that she would have been independent enough to do this:

 

She walked down the kindergarten hall by herself on orientation day, all ready to go and “meet” her teacher.  Her teacher was Gracie’s kindergarten teacher as well.  I was so excited when we got the post card letting us know.  Mrs. Madison is kind and sweet and loving.  She is everything you could ask for in a kindergarten teacher.  Gracie excelled in her class and by the time she left kindergarten, she was more than ready for first grade and beyond.  I know Abigail is going to have the same experience.

Overall, Abigail is doing great this week.  Every time I ask her how her day was, she says “It’s out of the roof!”  which I think means “over the top”.  She had a slight problem yesterday.   She spent her entire recess playing on the monkey bars (she’s a girl with a mission to get all the way across) and now has a dime-sized blister on each of her palms.  My heart broke when I saw them and it broken even more when Steve & I told her that she needed to stay off the monkey bars for a few days.  She sobbed and kept choking out, “But, Daddy, it’s fun!  But, Daddy, it’s fun!”  She had a meltdown this morning about a pink polka-dot shirt.   I know she has a lot emotions running through her little self right now.  She’s excited.  She’s nervous.  She’s a little sad.  Just like me!

And my sweet Gracie?  Well, now that she’s survived her stomach bug, I think she’s going to do great.  On Sunday, she was nervous about school staring and while she said that Monday was a good day, she just didn’t seem particularly enthusiastic.  She cried when she realized she had to sign a homework pledge.  Now, in hindsight, I think she was already starting to feel badly over the weekend.  Because, this morning, she looked a lot happier when she left with Steve and Abigail.  So, I’m hopeful that she’ll be excited about third grade when she comes home today.  Here she is, in front of her classroom on Monday.  Her class is in a modular unit and she is thrilled about that!

(And yes, she has a surfing backpack, too!)

 

This is her teacher….

 

who you might recognize from the center picture on this layout:

Yes, Gracie’s third grade teacher was her preschool teacher!  I can’t tell you how happy that makes me.  Lynn was the one who taught her to read and also the one who went home and researched coping skills for Gracie’s early focusing problems.  Lynn is dedicated and amazing and enthusiastic and I think it is going to be a phenomenal year for Gracie.

I’m really looking forward to this year for both of my girls!

I have pictures from the first day of school.  I just haven’t pulled them off the camera card, partly because I can’t find my card reader and partly because I’m exhausted.  Monday was crazy.  Seriously, it took me all day Sunday to get ready for Monday and I realized that I didn’t have all day Monday to get ready for Tuesday.  I know this first week is going to be difficult – the first week back to school always is for me.  No amount of planning and organizing seems to make it easier – it’s a pivotal shift for us from summer to school –  we generally operate without a schedule at all during the summer…the girls stay up late, they sleep late, we don’t have regular meal times, we rarely plan anything.  And school…well, school is the antithesis of that.  Schedules and rules and more rules and more schedules.  It’s good for all of us, I know.  But, it just takes me a week or so to get back into the swing of things.   I was starting to think we might settle in a little earlier this year.  Steve is helping me. so. much.  He’s making the girls’ lunches and is taking them to school most mornings, allowing me a little extra work time and time to take a walk in the mornings.  Yesterday, by 8:05, I had worked three hours, walked two miles, had my shower and my Diet Dr. P and was just getting ready to sit back down to work again.  I thought, “Wow!  Maybe we can do this!”.  Then, I got a text from Gracie’s teacher.  Gracie got sick in her classroom and was in the nurse’s office.  I grabbed my keys and went to pick her up.  Steve and I thought it might just be a case of nerves since she seemed better once we got home.  Until about 2:30 when the stomach bug hit her in full force.  I felt so bad for her – she is woefully ill-equipped for the stomach bug – she rarely gets sick!  So, she’s home with me today and our schedule that lasted all of one day is completely off.  She seems to feel much better this morning, so I guess we’ll try again tomorrow.

This picture above is Gracie going down the water slide at the Grand Hotel in Point Clear.  We went to visit our friends the Hockenberrys there before they left for three years for Italy.  I wish we were there….back in the tail end of summer, back with our friends who we miss dearly!  .