Graduation, summer and a walker!

I wish I had the time to sit down each night and write about the day. Everyday there is a moment, an event or something said and want to remember it. Sometimes I can't even remember yesterday :). There have been moments when one of the girls will say something that cracks me up and I will think, I have got to share that with Diondray. But then I forget. For some reason, time seems to be moving way to fast around here and I am having a big problem with that. We have had so many wonderful things happen. Some small and some big......



On June 3rd Naomi graduated from Kindergarten. I can't believe she is going to be a first grader! I can't believe she is 6! I am so proud of her.....my heart is full and I can't seem to articulate what I am feeling. But I am happy.

We had a Hawaiian graduation....



me and my girl --------and grandma, who is the greatest!




all of us (and the walker)!






Summer is here too and we have already started to enjoy it! This was not our first trip to the beach! You can only (barely) see Jaden in one of these pictures, she never comes out of the water!







I can also officially write that Kamryn is walking!!! She started the process at about 18 months. Pulling to stand, cruising, taking a few steps. However, Memorial weekend she became a full time walker. No more crawling, scooting, just walking. She can bend down and pick things up, turn, dance and run (well, it is really a fast walk).
Now, not that I want to take this exciting news down from the high note, but I do share our life because I want to spread awareness about Down syndrome and my journey,,,,,I remember when she was a few weeks old, during one of my nightly cries and I said to Diondray "What if she doesn't walk?" .....I had been told she may not walk. That she probably would, but there is a possibility that she may not.


He said, "she will walk."

He never doubted. I did. It makes me sad to write and think that I had doubts, but I did. However, I knew this day would come, when my sadness, fear, anger and despair would turn me into one fierce mama bear. And it has. And I don't doubt. Not her, not me, not my family. This mama bear is roaring, but that will be another post :).

Here is our walker!