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I am allowed to bragg

What a beautiful day, full of sunshine and lots of mud. Day one of March has brought me much happiness and a cup that most definitely flowed over.

That black box that is across from our driveway, the bane of my existence some days, ok most days because it never ever has my freelance checks in there when it should. But today, it was my best friend, my very best friend and not because of a check.

A simple thick cream colored envelope with "The Parents of Krischan Miller" in beautiful Calligraphic handwriting. Hmmm, what is this...but I wait till I get in the house. I throw aside the rest of the junk, no checks, bahh. I open this beautiful envelope and my eyes grow wide and a smile as big as the world appears on my face.

"Honey, Listen to this!" I start reading the letter about how Krischan was nominated to participate in the "National Young Scholars Program" summer program in Chevy Chase Maryland!! I keep reading about how Krischan was chosen because of his maturity, achievement at school and leadership skills for one so young. My voice got caught in my throat and a few tears leaked from my eyes.

My Krischan!! a scholar!! Watch out everyone, I am going to be a completely unbearable mother in my moment of pride and love for my oldest. How cool!! so now we are on an adventure of how we are going to get him there and pay for it all.

Anyone need any design work done or Arbonne products?


Krischan got a big kick out of the fact that it was addressed to "Master Krischan". (Oh boy, is this house going to be big enough for all our heads?) He is so excited that he gets to spend a week away from home and can't decide what "discovery strand" he wants to partake in. CSI, The Human Body, Creative Construction, or the one that gives a sampling of all three.

check out my little scholar : )

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  1. You are TOTALLY allowed to brag! Rock on Master Krischan! That program sounds like so much fun.

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