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bragging rights

I'm sure you get tired of hearing me brag about my kids. So what. I don't care. :) My kids are awesome and as a mom, I have the right to do so. So here goes one more time! (But not the last time!)

It is that time of year to pick schedules for the next school year. Yeah, I know, right?! Where has this year gone?? In the fall, I'll have a 7th grader and 11th grader. Just thinking about that makes me tear up. Someone slam on the brakes and rewind a few years, please! This is going way too fast for me. We are talking about college and moving and life decisions. It's pretty intense but as a mom, it makes me pretty proud too.

Nate is ever more determined he's going to head off to California. I have some problems with that. While I'll never discourage my kids' dreams, I just don't think he's ready for that. Only time will tell but I'm trying my best to get him to stay a little closer to home, if only for a short while. Get a taste of the real world first, kid. You might not be so hasty to run off to the other side of the continent.

He's maintained A-B status for the last two years which has been excellent for his GPA. It's also gotten him invited into Beta Club which he gladly accepted. When we met with his counselor a few weeks ago to pick his courses and make sure he was on track for graduation, she suggested he pick up Honors courses for next year. Impressive! I think he needs a little more challenge  The boy comes home with no homework! He finishes it all at school. He stays pretty busy between soccer and some volunteer work he does here and there but I think a challenging course load is just what he needs. It also puts him in a more intellectual group of students; like-minded individuals who will help push him along and encourage him. I think it's great!

Miss McKenzie, my little social butterfly with her big heart. She's just as smart as the boy and is always up to new things! I looked over her registration form this morning and it should not have surprised me that she wants to be involved with the Yearbook and Communications. She loves the spot light; so unlike her mother. Her Communications course does the morning announcements on TV. Right up her alley! She's into drama, singing and what not. Not a shy bone in her body. This past year she took German in her Cultural Studies class. Next year they are offering French. Secretly,  I'm hoping she gets picked for that class. I like my kids being taught such a variety. I really love these classes they offer.

My girl also got inducted into Beta Club this past year. I'm really proud of how far she's come over the last few years. My divorce was tough on her and we've gone through some bumps in the road. Matt is such a great influence on her and he encourages her so much. She's playing soccer as well and she just loves it! Her hope is to try out for the varsity team next year which would have her playing with her brother! I'm pretty excited about that myself!

I'm always in awe of my kids. They are pretty incredible people. I try to keep them involved in different activities hoping for open minds to new and different opportunities life has to offer. I think it's helped them to grow and mature and to find their niche in life.

Nate- I think of as my serious, focused, big hearted kid. He's determined. He knows exactly what he wants and he'll do whatever is necessary to get there. Sometimes it takes a little nudge to keep him on track but he's grown so much in the last two years.

McKenzie-My sweet girl, light hearted and hasn't a care in the world. She loves getting all the praises. It keeps her motivated. She likes encouragement and attention. A blessing and a curse. My hope is that I can teach her the right ways to get that attention.

I can't even begin to imagine what my life would be like without these two in it. I've learned a lot from them. They have taught me to grow as a person as well. I am and will always be proud for these two beautiful souls. Being trusted with their lives has been an enormous responsibility and one I don't take lightly. I wouldn't trade a single moment. I only wish it lasted just a bit longer... <3

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