Oscar Stew

Kickball, funky relay races, and sticky sugary treats. That’s what field day is all about. Don’t you remember? It was obvious they saved the most important life skills for the end of the school year.

What skills you ask? Well, holding a sopping wet sponge with just my chin is something I do everyday…

Or passing a rubber chicken using only your elbows. That comes in handy all the time!

Drew got first place in the chicken throw. Just look at that technique! And while you’re looking, check out that substitute teacher! Somebody call Geico, we found their missing cavewoman!

The cost of NASCAR pit crew training was pricey, but worth every penny. 

Today Drew is officially a first grader. Hey Ma, I done gradumamated! Do ya feel lucky, punk?

Mr. organized list maker made sure we packed all the necessary ingredients to ensure a good time at the splash party.

One year down, 12 to go. Congrats future class of 2021! We’ll remember always, especially with these awesome kindergarten scrapbooks Drew’s teacher put together.

The proud graduate and his fantastic teacher. And by fantastic, we mean supercalafragalisticexpealadocious. If it was a real word, it would describe the awesomeness that was Drew’s kindergarten year, thanks to this lady.

Not only Drew will miss her.  We had plans. She was supposed to teach Brinley when she goes to Kindy…good thing we rent. We can follow this teacher wherever she may go! hi ho!

It doesn’t matter if you go to all-day kindergarten or half-day kindergarten, you still get a whole snow cone. Brinley snagged one too, and was too busy to smile for the camera, of course. 

Now that school’s out, it’s time to let that inner bad boy out too. Rebellious move #1: Get a tattoo!

Rest assured, there will be no mohawk, or faux-hawk for that matter, following this tattoo. Nope, nuh-uh, no how, no way.

Rebellious move #2: Convince little sister to get a tattoo too. Awesome!

And that marks the beginning of summer! YA-HOO!

While the boy has been busy schooling himself, the ballerina has been polishing her skills every week getting ready for the big recital. She’s had a great time with her ballerina friends, and has been anxiously awaiting her stage debut.

Hair: Did and done.

Makeup: Oh la la! Jeepers creepers, where’d she get those peepers?

Dance floor: Burning smell noted!

Nerves? Puh-leeeeze, not an ounce! Is it my turn yet? Is it my turn yet? Is it my turn yet? How many more of these piano songs do I have to listen to?

8 months of training has prepared me for this moment…

Everybody dance now!

Her self-confidence grew by leaps and twirls as they performed their routine in front of the crowd.

Up, down…

Shake it all around.

Master of the curtsey.

After the standing ovation, she emerged victorious and proud with a beautiful bouquet in her hands and a big smile on her face.

The Oscar Stew staff wants to apologize for not having the video of Brinley’s fantastic performance available for your viewing. We are experiencing software issues. Technical Support?!!!

Today I spent 15 minutes trying to find my camera. It’s usually within arms reach at ALL times. Ready to document every happening. Sometimes it’s nice to take a break and live in the moment, rather than hiding behind 7lbs of metal.

It’s a new season. Things are changing. Priorities are shifting. Lately, I don’t know where I’m going, and I don’t know where I came from. I don’t know if I should stop or go. So much to do, so little time.

This dude started playing soccer. After every game, he is sure to tell everyone within earshot “I scored 30 goals!” I’m glad that his self-esteem is through the roof, but that’s a bit of an exaggeration. And can you believe he only has FIVE days left of Kindergarten? (((deep breath)))

This girl had her ballet recital. More on that later…

This one started crawling…

And climbing.

And getting into any and all manners of mischief.

With all that drool comes a side of crusty nose and diarrhea. Dare we hope for teeth? This chapped bum is enjoying some fresh air while we wait for a batch of fresh diapers…hot out of the dryer.

And that folks, is all I got for today.