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Are you out there?

Hmm. Has anyone seen Amy? She used to be here, but she's been gone for so long.

I could use the excuse that I've been over at my new blog, but it's not really true.

And now here I am after so long. Well, I won't be making any promises this time... but I'll try to post a bit more often.

I am checking in today because of a new and awesome occurrence. We have received J-Bug's first ever school picture and I want to share it with you.

And, just for fun, here's her mom's kindergarten photo too. You know, I thought I was cute, but I've got nothing on my little daughter. :)

Just in case anyone cares, she is actually nearly a year older in kindergarten then I was, so the comparison is not just right. Still sweet though I think.

And now, I must excuse myself to tend the tantrum I hear downstairs about some very predictable things: television and candy.

With June in January ::

This past weekend, or maybe the one before (things blur together), I took these pictures in June's room.

She just stuns me.

I cannot believe she's going to kindergarten this fall. And then again I can. Where has my baby gone?

Five (Long) Years

And so the day arrives that our Junie B turns five. While sometimes I agree that the time has flown... in other ways, these have been some long, life-changing years. June took Adam and I from carefree newlyweds to parents, in the blink of an eye. And by "parents" I mean people who don't go out riding their Vespa to random parties and bars. And people who actually plan meals. And people who clean the floor all the time because that is where she spends all her time. And people who can try to soothe a colicky baby through 2 hours a night of screaming. Or soothe a mother through 2 hours a night of colicky baby screaming (Guiness, and Adam, thank you so much).

Waiting for the cupcake candles and birthday song.

What can I tell you about our girl at this point?

She's a mother hen to her brother. But on the flip side, has figured out exactly how to get him to do her bidding. She loves all things princess, but finally enjoys wearing jeans. She is addicted to Mommy, but loves to snuggle on Daddy too. She can be motivated by her vanity (which I will try not to abuse!) When she is in a good mood, her laughter is contagious and delightful, and I never want it to end. She loves being read to, but even more loves having me "tell her a story with my mouth."

She's gained ten pounds or so since her surgery earlier this year. And she is now a fierce 43 inches tall. She loves watching movies, painting, dancing, and her favorite song is "Hey Soul Sister." She loves writing her letters. She brings home a drawing for me nearly every day with both her name and my name on it. And lately the drawings all say "toe" mom. So cute.

Getting some help from brother.

She's a little bit shy, or at least bashful at first. And she is very, very patient as I tend to her brother. She is quite wonderful to him, truth be told, despite the occasional hit or shove.