All about JD

On May 27, JD had his end of year program/open house. He did such an awesome job. Here are a few pictures of the night. Some during his program and some of the things in his classroom he got to show off during his open house. After he wanted to do a photo shoot with me, so there is also a collage of the pictures we took.

 

JD requested a post just for him all about him sooooo..........

The rest is about to get sappy so prepare yourself ;)

Dear JD,
You are such an amazing young man. I LOVE being your mommy and watching you grow and learn. You are becoming such and amazing little man. You are so smart and continually surprise me with your wit and knowledge. You are such a good big brother and help me so much. I wish time would slow down, it seems like it was just the other day I was bringing you home from the hospital and now you are nine years old. Where has the time gone? I love you! Thank you for being such an amazing part of our family. I love you, Mommy. Oh one more thing...A friend of mine posted this poem that was given to her son and I wanted to share it with you. I think it has some very important lessons.

IF
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look to good, nor talk to wise:

If you can dream--and not make dreams
your master,
If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make on heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold On!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!
--Rudyard Kipling