Awards

So, is it a coincidence that the day after I decide to start blogging  I sprain my ankle and have to remain  stationary with Natalie at my mother-in-laws,leaving me with a completely quiet house? Maybe a sign from God that yes, I should write and that is why he has provided me with this opportunity? Maybe, but I am guessing if it is a sign of any sort it's one that reads "Maybe you should clean your garage and stop wearing flip flops!" And if that's the case then, whatever!!! That's what garages are for right?? To put all the stuff you don't want in your house now but might later in case you decide to redo things (which in my case if I redo things then I decide I want new stuff and then put the old stuff out in the garage creating even more mess), or want to give to Goodwill but never seem to go, or plan to sell in that garge sale you've been  planning to have for that last five years. And if you have a two car garage it just means you have twice the storage for more stuff, right?? And stop wearing flip flops? Forget about it?? I will ALWAYS wear flip flops!
So anyway, my point is, as I always try to find good in bad, I decided that since I can't move around much today, it was the perfect time to add to my blog.
The thing that really bummed me out about the whole ankle deal was Mason and Camryn were getting awards today and I had planned on being there to see them. Mason usually gets one every semester for various things, such as responsibility, caring,etc. Today her's was for leadership. Miss Camryn however, although she does receive them frequently as well, has only managed to score them in one very appropriate area...Curiosity! lol And to see her walk up on the stage to accept it is both precious and hilarious! Her teacher has to walk her up and she has no idea why she is on stage but loving the attention, snapping all the way ( snapping is her signature move). She stares at the principal like" Why are you in my face, why do you keep trying to give me this paper and who are you?" and then snaps and grimaces her way off stage, her teacher redirecting her the whole time.
Brad was there today and said that while Camryn was up there she announced more than once " I have to go poop" and then grabbed her teacher by the neck and ran off to the bathroom! It is moments like this that I could very easily be mortified and sad that she didn't walk gracefully across the stage, shake the principals hand and then smile for a picture, proud of her achievement. But instead Brad and I just smile and laugh and sometimes cry at her innocence, self confidence and  not knowing the difference. Some of the other parents look at her with a raised brow, others whisper to each other, but most just see her for a happy little girl marching and snapping to a different beat, and they smile and laugh along with us. Then they go find thier child, hug them as their son/daughter proudly shows off their award. Meanwhile Brad and I are trying to keep Camryn from crumpling hers into a ball, telling her how proud we are of her, to which she replies " I like dog food!" Gotta love that girl! :)