Lombardi Family

Mom & Dad Time

Mike & I planned a meet up in Vegas wtih friends.  Unfortunately the worse snow storm to hit Denver in 20 years happened and all flights out got cancelled, so our friends didn't make it.  

We had a great time in spite of the change of plans.  Nothing like grown up time.  Spa, black jack tables, Pink Taco and drinks make for a great weekend.  

And my favorite part of the weekend, returning home.  When the bus came down our street I ran to meet it, my feet pounding the pavement, my arms wide open to receive the biggest, tightest hug from my boy.  I'm a sucker for a reunion.  And grateful, so grateful to have time with my husband!

Cub scout chess

Learning chess at cub scouts.

Wolf trail complete

Last night the wolf pack completed their final achievement on the Wolf Trail. What a fun couple of months this has been. Turns out the wolf trail has a great combination of physical activities, arts and culture, patriotic, community focused, spiritual and 'boy' related. I had no idea and have been pleasantly surprised. I'm excited Jackson has accomplished this goal, the trail is a great way for Jackson to measure his progress.

Way to go Jackson!!!

Jackson's first phone call

Well it's happened - the phone has started ringing, and it's not for me anymore - it's for the young boy of the house.  

This afternoon at 4:43 pm, I picked up the phone as I normally do, by saying "This is Elizabeth" - not the most friendly, I realize, but's it's my cell phone and it's what I say.  On the other end of the line there was some stammering, some fidgeting, and I said "Hello?"  

This time, I heard a little himming and ha-ing.  I asked "are you calling for Jackson?"  

"Yes" came the little voice.  

"Who's this?"  I asked.

"Cameron".  

"Oh Hi Cameron, Jackson just went out to play.  Can I take a message?"

"Umm, I don't know."

"Do you want me to have him call you, honey?"

"Yes."

"Is your number 555-1212?"  

"Yes"

"Ok, I'll have him call you back.

"OK, bye"

I hung up the phone and smiled, chuckled, sighed, and of course remembered how my mom always said my friends that called me needed better phone manners.  Cameron had fine manners - I just caught him off gaurd.  

My husband who was standing right beside me didn't call me out on it this time, but he says I need to stop calling Jackson's friends "honey".  I probably do.  

I can't believe I have an 8 year old getting phone calls.  I can't believe I have an 8 year old who likes to sport a mohawk.  I can't believe I have an 8 year old.