It's only been 6 months... (lots of parentheses to follow).

Wyatt's last day of preschool

Where did my blog go? Last I wrote it was freezing and January, and now it's beautiful and June. I've been taking care of m'boy, the dogs/cats/fish/yard/plants/trees/house, etc. Briana moved back in bringing with her an additional pet, Sylvester the cat, because we just didn't have enough dog barking and cat hissing going on.
(Hmmm, this is about the time I stopped blogging. Coincidence? Probably not.)

Wyatt has finished preschool, and we were so ready for him to be done. (Side note: He didn't go to a preschool that does a graduation ceremony. I think so many preschoolers are going to be confused when they have to go back to school this fall. Won't they be thinking "But wait. I graduated. What is this?") Definitely looking forward to kindergarten, and if there are tears on my part they will be tears of joy and gratitude because he'll have somewhere to go each weekday. (You are reading the blog of someone who has never spent a night away from her child. Please don't judge. I need a break).

 He'll be a mature 6 this November. He loves video games, swimming, soccer (but not t-ball so much), and Dodgeball at Hang Time. I think he wants to play Dodgeball professionally. I really hope this is an Olympic event.

Hang Time has become our version of Cheers. Whenever we go there, the staff yell out "Wyatt!" so enthusiastically. (Lest you think I'm super rich, I bought a 6 month pass and have used it A LOT so each visit works out to be less than a dollar, I'm sure). Now, if only they had a lounge for Mommies.

Jason is still working out of state. What can I say without sounding like a total boob? I don't like it, I hate it, it's not cool at all. We did contemplate the idea of moving there, and we both had strong feelings against it. So we're hoping that this situation is temporary. He keeps looking for work here in Utah.

I need to catch up on blog posts. Maybe another one about our trip to Disneyland in April tomorrow.