When the intern is ready for the boss to bring him breakfast…
Natalie has her first real job. Lifeguarding at the neighborhood pool. And Conor was willing to go today — and swim despite a broken heater — bc his Sissa was there.
quotes from Cman
“If anyone was drowning she would swim super fast but she would probably swim extra fast to save me”
“She also likes it when it get her pizza” (since he knows the Boys at a party here)
This was taken at 3:44 p.m. Elliott gets done with school at 3:40 p.m. most days and walks home from this direction. He’s been busy at musical practice this weeks, so she just waits…. not knowing that he won’t be home until later. Cute and a little pathetic. This story melted Elliott’s heart. And I think Nana’s.
We missed Natalie for Easter…. our former neighbor and my current colleague, Mary Cieplik, had Natalie over to her house for Easter, with her husband and their 3 grown kids. I shared a picture of Natalie’s first Easter on Mill with her…
And, 6 years later, she re-created it… one with just Natalie and the other with her two sons, Nate (a fellow ND great) and Alex!
My parents and the Marx fam also came to visit! A shout out to my mom for planning the Easter Egg hunt for the kids (saved me so much time!) The kids went to Battlehouse for laser tag on Friday too.
A funny convo with 7-year-old Conor last night….
Happy 13th birthday to our kind-hearted, rhino-loving, MMA-fighting son Elliott!
It’s our first day in Florida for spring break. Jordan and Conor did an awesome job decorating. I made hostess-like cupcakes from scratch with some help from Elliott. And he hit up the beach, downtown, and the pool.
Some funny presents hits — an AI-generated photo of Elliott riding a rhino (jira and alex) and a coffee mug that says teenage dirtbag (Jordan)
G and G are watching C and El while Jordan surprised me with a wellness weekend at Kohler! It’s great so far. And look at this sweet text I got from C-man tonight!
Hi mom, I really miss you. I am reading narwhal and jelly. And I have narwhal and jelly the stuffy’s by me. PS you’re the best mommy in the world I love you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I love mommy. I love mommy. I love mommy. I love mommy. I love mommy. I love mommy. I love mommy. I love mommy. I love mommy. I love mommy. I love mommy. I love mommy. I love mommy. I love mommy. I love mommy. I love mommy. I love mommy. I love mommy. I love mommy. I love mommy. I love mommy. I love mommy. I love mommy. I love mommy. I love mommy. I love mommy. I love mommy. I love mommy. I love mommy. I love mommy. I love mommy. I love mommy. I love mommy.
I have to admit, I was surprised to find an “Athlete of the Month” certificate in Conor’s folder a week or two ago. He’s never that excited about doing sports — we require him to do one activity a season. And he talks a lot more about art class than PE. My only inkling that he might be good at PE — or at least trying hard — was that his classmates’ “happy birthday letters” to Conor talked about how he is a fast runner in PE.
His chart says that his favorite PE game is battleship and that outside of school, he likes to hug mom. I asked him what else we could put on there… he wrote tenes (tennis).