These Boots are Made for Walking

I had to dust 'em off, but I wore my cowboy boots to school this week. It was for a legitimate reason too, not just because I missed them. Last week was homecoming at West Ottawa - super fun! I am wishing I had a picture of myself. Oh well, this one will have to do.

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Back to School at Bethany

Ahma took Brighton to Story Hour at Bethany CRC church this week where they graduated him from the nursery. Brighton went to church school! They sang songs, did a craft, a Bible story, and had a snack. This was a first for him, and he understandably can't stop talking about Ahma's Church. He'll even sing "YES! Jesus Loves Me" for you now. Their brain's at this age are such sponges I can hardly believe it (wish some of my students were as impressionable).

Brighton for sure wants to go back to school at Bethany. Thanks Ahma!

Peek in his Pocket

Brighton loves helping us do just about anything, but not much can beat helping his dad out in the garage. He excitedly runs out there with his plastic Handy Manny Tools (Thanks Uncle Scott & Aunt Erin!) and thinks he is big stuff.On this particular project, he attempts to use Pat the Hammer or Turner the Screwdriver to fix Auntie JoJo's brakes.

Jon thought it was also time to teach Brighton how to use a grease rag. Peek in his pocket and you will see....a grease rag. It just hangs there ready and waiting for use. How convenient! I wish it was socially acceptable and cute to hang a rag out of my pocket. I think it would save a lot of time, don't you? I think Handy Manny would be impressed with this little-grease-rag-carrying-mechanic (this Mama sure was). But Manny, you totally need a grease rag and if you ask my husband, you need an impact wrench too.

A Close Second

Brighton is obsessed with trains, but his close second is definitely firetrucks. This week Ahma and Bright timed their morning walk to the park perfectly with a call which brought all of the trucks out of our neighborhood fire station. Brighton got a Junior Firemen sticker from a fireman at some point, and he has been wearing it ever since. He will excitedly tell you about it even if you don't ask him. This firetruck excitement prompted us to take in the annual firetruck parade in downtown Holland this weekend. It was nice parade and a beautiful morning in downtown Holland.

Bright and Mama waiting for the parade to begin.

We waved to each truck, and Bright got another sticker; he couldn't have been happier.
I'm thrilled because when his first one finally falls off his coat, I can secretly replace it.