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August Ups and Downs

What a full month we had in August!  Let’s get right to the updates!

Someone turned 4 years old.  4!  I say it every year- I cannot believe how quickly time is going by.  Buggy is turning out to be one heck of a kid- so thoughtful, empathetic, and witty.  For her birthday this year we decided that instead of doing a big bash, we were going to go to Disneyland.  Grandma was able to fly down to join in on the fun, along with Uncle Scott, Dave, Grandma 2, Ninang, Ninong, and Lo!  And thanks to Nana and Tata who visited a week earlier, Buggy was able to go to Disneyland in style, as her new favorite princess. 































These days it seems like our baby is truly non-existent.  She is now such a big girl- full of brilliant ideas and thought-provoking questions.  If only I could be so insightful.  She carries a conversation and responds to different situations like an adult.  We are so grateful for her ability to communicate (nonstop).  She is mommy’s best friend and nothing makes my heart melt more than when she says, “Mom…you’re the best mom.  I wouldn’t want another one.”  Seriously?  I hope she still feels this way as a tween/teenager.  (Pray for us.) 


Of all of the developments in her long 4 years of life, I am most proud of her love of Christ.  In the last couple of years, Buggy has developed a real love of Jesus and Mama Mary.  Her ability to pray is already better than mine!  From inviting her friends to pray with her during play date meals, to sincerely attempting to learn all aspects about our faith and church rituals, Buggy’s love of Christ is inspiring.  I find that because we spend so much time together (just the two of us), she has become my confidant and by answering her questions about our faith, we’ve unknowingly helped each other’s grow in Christ.  I love that we can do this even at such an early age!

This week was Buggy’s second week of transitional kindergarten (TK).  She’s enrolled in our Catholic church school and I’m excited to see how she grows in her first year, at a school where her faith is nurtured.  I can’t believe this day has come- a real elementary school!  I rushed home on Monday to pick her up from after school care and when I walked in, she saw me and the first thing she said was, “Can I stay just a bit longer.”  That’s my Bug- independent and fearless (on the outside, even if she holds fear inside).  She is one tough cookie and we are so blessed that this transition to a new school, new teacher, and new friends harder on Mom and Dad than for her. 




In the middle of all of these exciting events in August, we had one very sorrowful event.  After over a year of not being able to eat properly, losing weight, and other internal problems, we had to say goodbye to our kitty (and first baby), McKayla.  For quite some time we had been explaining to Buggy that McKayla wasn’t feeling well (in anticipation of the day we might have to say goodbye).  Two days before we took her into the vet’s office, we explained to Bug that McKayla was going to the vet and wouldn’t be coming home.  After some talk about heaven, wanting McKayla to get better with us, and ultimately knowing what was right for her, Bug looked at me and said, “I’m sad she can’t be at home with us, but happy she’ll get to be healthy and play with Jesus in heaven.”  Then she ended with, “Well, why does McKayla get to go to heaven before me?  I want to see Jesus!”  That’s my girl.  :P 

They were never the best of friends, but lately, Buggy had grown quite attached to her “kitty sister.”


Dad and Mom took McKayla to the vet the morning we had to put her down.  [This was a first for both of us.]  We took our time to say goodbye to our first baby (full of tears and hearts broken).  We still really miss her…

God Bless,
Kat

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