John Duprey is a husband, father, and geek. He makes his living from the latter as a software architect for Thomson Reuters Research and Development. However, he lives for the former two - his wife Abby and their daughter Emma. -- Public Profile
Emma started First Grade this week. These are photos of her waiting for the bus which, like last year, failed to pick her up! Abby drove her to school and she had a great day. In fact she didn't want to leave! Pictures of the bus at the end are from her second day.
M starts school tomorrow. This, for me, signals the end of summer... wow.. where did the time go? I took this last week for vacation and am glad I got to spend quality time with her before the bustle of the school year starts again.
I'm 15 for a moment
Caught in between 10 and 20
And I'm just dreaming
Counting the ways to where you are
I'm 22 for a moment
She feels better than ever
And we're on fire
Making our way back from Mars
15 there's still time for you
Time to buy and time to lose
15, there's never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live
I'm 33 for a moment
Still the man, but you see I'm a they
A kid on the way
A family on my mind
I'm 45 for a moment
The sea is high
And I'm heading into a crisis
Chasing the years of my life
15 there's still time for you
Time to buy, Time to lose yourself
Within a morning star
15 I'm all right with you
15, there's never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live
Half time goes by
Suddenly you’re wise
Another blink of an eye
67 is gone
The sun is getting high
We're moving on...
I'm 99 for a moment
Dying for just another moment
And I'm just dreaming
Counting the ways to where you are
15 there's still time for you
22 I feel her too
33 you’re on your way
Every day's a new day...
15 there's still time for you
Time to buy and time to choose
Hey 15, there's never a wish better than this
When you only got 100 years to live
It was 17 for me - the most freedom, the least responsibility, and all the time in the world. Now not so much, but I've got a lot and I'm so very thankful.
Time to pause and take it all in,
I won't be back here again.
It was a kid's baseball night at Frontier stadium. The kids got to do a lap around the baseball field. We stayed for the fireworks which meant a really late night for M. It was after 11PM by the time we got home. She had a lot of fun playing around with her friends and eating junk food. As I carried her on my shoulders out of the stadium, she declared I was the best Dad ever. :)
Emma graduated from kindergarten today. Its hard to believe another milestone has been reached. It seems like yesterday that she nervously waited for the bus to arrive for her first real day of school.
She's grown much since then. She has learned a lot at her new school - about God, life, and of course traditional educational topics like reading and math. She received an award for reading the most books - 720 of them throughout the year. Now since she is reading full chapter books, like Trixie Beldon, Magic Treehouse, and classics like Charlotte's web, the teachers agreed each chapter would be considered a book. Am I bragging? Am I proud? You bet. Apologies and gratitude go out to my friends and family for enduring our constant bragging about her strong points and apparent blindness to her.. weaker areas. We are proud parents and can't help ourselves.Anyway the graduation ceremony was very nice and driven largely by the students recitals and songs.
Friends and family can view the full set of photos and video on my flickr page:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/jduprey/5846229556/in/set-72157626866582157/
After graduation, we took Emma and one of her school friends and mom out to lunch. I went to work, while the rest had a play date.
That evening I asked Emma what she thought of kindergarten and moving on to first grade. She shrugged and said it was "OK", but she really wanted to go back to pre-school. She liked to play, do artwork, and she loved the friendly teachers (the nuns are less friendly, I suppose). I sympathized but told her there is no going back. We can cheerish our memories, but we have to accept that change is inevitable - that we should look forward to the new adventures that life has for us. She agreed, begrudgingly.
As I dropped these sage words of wisdom, I secretly wished I could freeze time, even go back a bit, and savor the purity and sweetness of M's childhood just a little longer. I selfishly considered that with each of her passing milestones, marks the decline and relevance of myself.
Well, we will all have our memories and there are spectacular adventures to be had yet. If life is a journey, does it make any sense to regret the parts that have already passed and missing the parts that are happening right now or those that are soon to be?
Last summer, Emma enjoyed a mini ant farm that Abby found somewhere. This summer we got a bigger version and sent away for some "big" Red Harvester ants. She's mesmerized by there tunneling and behavior. Hey, maybe she'll be a scientist!?
http://www.flickr.com/photos/jduprey/5838219680/in/set-72157626847876455/