Chomp Chomp!

It barely made it through the school year.

How can you tell that it’s the end of the school year? For one thing, the kids are watching movies instead of learning (today my younger son will enjoy “The Blind Side” in Sports Marketing and “Monsters Inc.” in English IV).

But the real tell-tale sign is the condition of the kid’s folders. Naturally, most of them look like they’ve been shoved in and out of his backpack day in and day out (he never used a locker during his four years of high school; he probably never tried to find it).

What happened to this?

However, his Aquatic Science folder definitely is the worst one. I had taped the edges of it after the first semester. Yet somehow it looks like something has been chewing on it for awhile.

Eureka!

Could this be the guilty party?!?

Random Thinking

Soaking up the rays on a kickboard

I had only one thought as I watched these two anoles pose in a storage container near our garage:

This little guy was curious.

Please stay outside!

One-Word Wednesday

Look what my older son has added to his lunch. Now the Cookie Monster is appeased!

Cookies!

Welcome Back!

A new cutie

Apparently our butterfly bush isn’t attractive to just monarch caterpillars.

Yesterday when I looked at the plant from the front door, I was surprised to see a little dragonfly hanging on for dear life amid the wind gusts. Of course, that meant I had to grab my Nikon dSLR and snap a bunch of photos before it flew off.

Love the big red eyes and blue nose!

It’s been a couple years since we’ve had any dragonflies in the front yard, and I’ve really missed them. I hope this means that I’ll see them more often. Especially now that the butterfly bush’s leaves have been stripped bare once again.

The “welcome” sign has been turned on!

Prom Wrap-up

Getting ready to meet his date and take photos

Remember that “sneak peek” photo from last Thursday?

Here’s how those clothes looked on my younger son last Saturday. So devilishly dashing!

Matching Mariela, his gorgeous date

Unfortunately for the stalking photo mom, the only part of “prom” that I got to enjoy was taking hundreds of pics before the kids left for dinner. Oh, how I wanted to be a Nikon-equipped fly on the wall at the Royal Sonesta hotel, the site of their dance in the Houston Galleria! And it’s not like the kid even bothered to pull out his iPhone 4S and snap one lousy photo while he was there (“lousy” because we all know how bad indoor iPhone pics are).

I would’ve paid good money just to have seen him milking the cow while grooving to the music. It’s his signature dance move!

The kid’s group included his bestie Ricky and his lovely girlfriend, Meagan.

Instead I had to be satisfied with just snapping away Saturday afternoon. Sigh!

Sidebar: The Mister was chatting with one of the dads, who he didn’t know. The guy told the Mister that the group was using a professional photographer. Guess who that was?!? Sorry, but I’m a bogus pro whose photographic weakness is group shots.

This group cleans up well!

There’s nothing quite like having 12 sets of parents taking photos for 45 minutes when it’s 86 degrees out in the blazing sun. Talk about your sweat city!

But it was a wonderful memory for everyone that won’t soon be forgotten. Plus the kid had a great time that evening and the next day at a bay house in Surfside Beach.

Now we start that lightning-quick spiral through three more weeks of school, graduation, and ProGrad. Let’s sloooooooow it down!

“C” Isn’t Just for Cookie

Protein, carbs, and fat—it’s the perfect combination

Now that my older son is a working man for the summer (much to his dismay, because his buddies don’t start the daily grind for a couple weeks), he’s decided to save money by bringing his lunch.

When he told me what he wanted me to buy for it, I couldn’t help but laugh: Cheese (Colby Jack, to be exact), crackers, and carrots.

Somewhere the Cookie Monster is weeping.

Sneak Peek

The turquoise vest and necktie match his date’s dress . . . we hope.

Saturday night is our high school’s prom at a hotel in Houston.

Not only is my younger son going, but he actually has a date! He wrote “PROM?” on a white t-shirt for his pal Ricky to wear at school under a button-down shirt. Then when he, his potential date, and Ricky were in the hall, he said to her, “Will you do me the honor of going to . . . .” And Ricky opened his outer shirt to reveal the white one that finished the question.

Wish I could’ve been there to take photos! And I’m so glad she said yes!!

Yesterday we picked up the kid’s tux. He will look so handsome in it. I’m sure that when I’m snapping pix before he and his group leave for dinner, I’ll have trouble seeing through  my tears.

I’m just thankful that these are happy ones!