linked 52: Spirit

When I thought about this weeks prompt, many ideas ran through my mind.  Do I take a picture of these beautiful doors that I've been admiring on a church that I drive by?  Do I take a picture with some awesome light to embody spirit?  (I couldn't even come close to Stacey's gift of light so that was out the window.)  :)  Do I take a picture of James because he's "spirited"?  Then I went to the women's expo on Saturday and walked passed the perfect picture.

Spirit:

I wish that I would have had my big girl camera with me but I had to make due with my phone.  These adorable kindergarten - 2nd grade girls were in the hall practicing their routine.  They were adorable.

It made me think about when I was a cheerleader way back in the day.  I have some fantastic memories from hanging out with those girls.  Flashback time.  You know you were wondering what I looked like back then.  Well, I couldn't find any pictures of me in my albums but I found one that someone had scanned on facebook.  That's me in the middle of the back row.  Can we say "scrunchies"?

That was just one season of cheerleading.  There were also some others.  Does anyone recognize the lady on the left?

Yep, it's her.

I did find this gem though.  One picture from a photo booth strip that we took during the basketball tournament.  My head is ginormous.  That's my BFF, Amy, with her chin in my head.

My friend (who is also my son's awesome preschool teacher) has decided to join us -- check out Jean's blog too.

Be sure to check out these other ladies to see their take on "spirit":  Michelle, Stacey, Andrea, Tracey, Heather, Jenn, Jessica, Amanda, Kristin, Amanda, Sara, Tracy, Lesli, Janet, Naomi, Rhonda, Rose, Heidi, and Jean

Wild, Wild West

The boys have week long "camps" at school.  This week was Wild, Wild West.  We made "Wanted" posters for the preschoolers and school age kids.  They turned out really cute.  We were all supposed to dress up Friday too.  Some of us did.  We don't have a lot of western wear at our house so we stopped at the store and got bandanas.  Jeans, white shirts, and bandanas -- easy enough.  I had a hat to wear and James wanted one too.  After refusing to buy the overpriced pink foam cowgirl hat at Michaels for James, he was not happy with me.  Yep, I said pink foam.  I told him he could try on the one at school.  The one for the pictures.  He took it from my office first thing and didn't take it off all day.  He wore it to the assisted living center during their field trip, he wore it outside to play, if we let him he probably would have worn it for nap (see picture below).  His teacher was able to wrestle it away long enough to let the other kids take pictures.  Who didn't want to take one with the hat?  Why James, of course.  He is so difficult.  I wanted to get a pic of us all together but it just didn't happen.  This is what I got. (And by I, I mean the teachers at school because my children don't really want to cooperate and I think they're getting sick of me shoving a camera in their face.)

The "napping" . . .

The "Wanted" Poster.  Because posing for one just would have been too hard.  Pretty sure that he might be wanted for wearing the hat like that.  (The band goes inside the hat James.)

Joe.  Pretty sure he might be wanted for picking on his brother.

 

And me.  I think I might be wanted for showing up to the fair like this.  To be fair to me, my hair had been in pigtail braids and under a hat all day.  Not really sure I could've went without it.  I do love hats.