Last weekend Elizabeth became the first doctor in the family.  She gets an official fancy-schmancy AuD to follow her name and will be working at Arkansas Children’s Hospital.  Oh and she can revolutionize your hearing.  My grandparents can attest.

We spent all weekend in Little Rock with family.  In order for the festivities to begin, the hair needed to be “poofed,” and “poofed” we got it.

Granddaddy was so proud (not of the poof but of the graduate).

I treasure the fact that I grew up in a family that esteems education.

I’ve been on a reading kick lately, and I apologized to my mom for being slightly anti-social.  She chuckled sincerely,

“I always wanted my children to be readers.”

My mom would read to us constantly– in the car line, after school, while we drifted to sleep and first thing in the morning.

Learning is never a loss.

…neither were the hours of piano lessons.  James is a stud.

James graduated two days later, and quietly on the side is happy little Robert.  I keep telling him not grow up, and that’s about the only request he doesn’t obey.  God is going to do something huge with the guy, because already He’s so wise and insightful.

Today he told me he wants to “remember it’s Sunday all day long.”  His heart is focused.

Elizabeth,

I’m proud too.  You’ve set the standard in so many ways.  You’re going to make a great mom.  Yes, MOM.

Congratulations x2!