GGO

I haven't had a chance to mention that Grandma and Grandpa Olson made their way out here -- at least a month ago now....I am NOT on the ball.  :)  But -- we had a fun time and got celebrate Grandpa Olson's birthday right here in MT.  We did sneak in a bonfire night, although I think that the eye in the sky was onto us -- just waiting to slap us with a fine for lighting up the state of MT.  Not us though.  We kept it tame.  Good times had by all! 

Grandma and Grandpa Olson should be up to 3 grandbabies within the next few days -- no, not us, but Bryan and Angie.  Congrats you two!

How time flies

Oh boy, time is definitely flying!  Can you believe that we are sitting at the beginning of hunting season already?!?  Brent took off this morning for a week's worth of hunting with Joe, so the kids and I are flying solo.  Not too bad so far....

Speaking of how time flies.  Cash is in PRESCHOOL!  Holy crap.  It wasn't so much the dropping off at preschool that got me sad, it was the fact that he's already 3 1/2 that got me sad.  He had a great time and was super excited to hang out with his new friends.  On his first day he:

**Made and played with play-doh....
**Made a fruit loops necklace....
**Practiced his scissor skills (thank god someone is brave enough to do this because it doesn't happen at this house)....
**Sat on the front step, holding his little backpack....
**Learned about listening and being on time.....
**Developed trust issues.....
**Wondered if he was enrolled in all day preschool.....
**....and so on....and so on....and I'm a horrible mother.

Yep -- I left my child at preschool on Thursday morning at 8:30 and was supposed to be back by 11 (although I thought 11:30)....so I'm driving by the school, thinking, 'I'll just let him hang out with his buddies and not be the mom that yanks him out of school early'....and I see a little boy sitting on the steps.  Cuuuuutttttte!  Look at that little guy with his little backpack....what a cute little kid....he's probably about the same age as Cash....in fact....he looks an awful lot like Cash....SHIT!!!  Oh yes, mother of the year.  I walk in and there's Cash with the ol' Teach and NOBODY else.....waiting for me to show up.  She gave me a maybe somewhat knowing look (or maybe it was the look of, don't worry, CPS has been contacted) and said not to worry, that she figured that we had thought 11:30.  Ugh.  Mother. Of. The. Year.

And now for some cute little photos to show that I am a doting, loving, caring mother.

CHEESE!

 

Update:  Cash had his 2nd day of preschool today.  He was dropped off at 8:30 and PROMPTLY picked up 5 minutes early.  To heck with being the mom that doesn't drag her kid outta the place!  Never, ever, ever again.

 

When I walked in, they were all playing outside and they had their little pictures hung up to dry in the sun.  I browsed through all of the beautiful paintings, a little paint here, a little paint there.  I asked Cash which one was his and he searched for a minute, coming to a stop at a piece of paper that may have one time been white, but was now covered from one corner to the next with green.  'There it is!'.  Aha....and what is it?  'It's nothing....just green'.  Maybe we're not heading down the art road at this time.