Woo Hoo Wednesday!

Just returned from Zumba where I shook my "groove thang"....I love this class!

Wesley had another day of computers and volunteering his time! go baby go!Wesley is still buzzin' from the Wii that we finally found for him this weekend. He is startin' high school out with a 3.5 GPA and we couldn't be prouder of him. Wesley is determined to make his mark on the world in a big way and I love watching him grow into a fine young man!

Russ's day seemed to be prety typical....sh_t ran down hill and the trash was picked up on time...without injuries. And he considers this a great day...I'm not sure that I can ever compare to his "lively" day!

My day, well, our planning team has taken on the task of compiling the statisics for EVERYTHING in The Villages. This information has been compiled in one form or another since 1986 and we are putting it in a top-notch presentation booklet. I know, it doesn't sound like fun, but I tell you, I'm extremely proud of the last 18 years with The Villages and this task is something that I have worked long and hard on! I'm excited to see the finished product.

And then there is Jacob...he is moving out this Saturday...not Sunday but Saturday! I got a call today from the apartment that he is moving into and the gentleman on the phone started his conversation off like this..." Jacob can not move into the apartment", then he hesitated long enough for me to say, "what? You don't understand, he must move out and he must move out this weekend!" He then goes on to say that he can not move into the apartment until after 4:00 tomorrow! Okay, now we're talkin'. Wheeeeew! that was close. You guys won't understand any of my ramblings until your little "cutie patootie's" turn into independant (or so they think), non dish washing, okay with wearing dirty underwear, okay with sleeping on dirty sheets, taller than the mom, back talkin', know-it-all children get their drivers liscense. Then you are livin'...livin' to give them money for this and money for that! Yes...this weekend...this weekend will have many moments of me, the mom with the biggest grin imaginable on her face and a tear in her eye. I will move my first born child, the one that refers to himself not as the # 1 child but the # 19.5 (or whatever his age is at the time); one day he'll figure out that he is the #1 son...no matter what age he is!

Life is good.....our health is good and it rained today!
Can't ask for anything more!
Tootles till later!
Steph