DH claims this is normal. I am starting to understand the alcoholism, and despair in Iceland.
The seed catalogs have started coming in. I call this Spring pRon.
The dog does not have a lot of fur, good for not shedding, however, he produces oils at an exponential rate. these oils smell bad...he needs a bath every week if he is gonna live here. I am doubting this is good for the dog, but whatever, it is what it is.
The kids are fine, excited about their band. SR has his pine box car derby this Saturday, will miss band practice, and has a birthday party to attend. Laser tag. PN will have band practice, and she also has a birthday party to attend the same day. DH has drill. We also start back at CREW this week. I have found a woman's study to go to at our church, and although I could take the quiet, and be at home puttering about....I am going to go, because I do love Beth Moore, and I could use the spiritual strength to get me through the upcoming year with SR. It is exhausting enough, but now with the meetings with this person and that...well it worsens.
We have had a ton of paperwork given to us, to give to the school. It is sooo hard for me to read some of what is written. Things like, he lacks creativity, empathy, etc...this is something we do not see. SR fascinated with his new biology book, and is learning about cancer, and HIV, and other illnesses, allergic reactions. He speaks of curing AIDS, and cancer.....he wonders why no one has taken the time to do so. They are having a "twin day" @ school this week he told me he did not want to participate, because if there are 3 friends, and 2 decide to be twins, someone will feel left out. Oye....I am trying to maintain grace and composure here, during all of this. Of course I think he is a super kiddo, I am his Mom. I know I will get no where wild eyed, and screaming. I must maintain a grace I have never seen, and do not know. I am a scrapper by nature and example. Scrapper is not good. Once I had these children, I stopped being scrappy. I try to go with the flow, and smile and nod, and I have even cleaned up my language. The next meeting with the school, I will take Panera coffe, and rolls.
BIL should be coming home from Iraq soon. We are blessed in this family to have had soooo many deployments, and our men continue to come home safe. So BIL, be safe, we love and miss you. SR cannot wait for you to come here, and help him build, and take computers apart, and build!
My MIL is now retired. For those of you who do not know I am one of the lucky folks that has a wonderful MIL, we get along, despite her having to listen to me. I admire her. She is now retired, and I think we have convinced her to come and live here for part of the year. I hope she does ok, and does not feel put out. We could use her help with the kids over the summer. However all of us are thinking the arrangement should be a good one for all involved. We have shared a home before, and all went well, infact there are sooo many good memories, of just her and I. WE enjoy the same things, movies, books, Nebraska history. I also think she can offer a soft emotional pillow for the kids. Grandmas are like that. And my children, have one Grandma, and a hard nosed Grandpa. Time is fleeting, and we have missed her very much. I also think she will love being here, and spending time with her son, as they have not been able to see much of each other. I hope it goes well pray for us all....
Let me see, work is good BUSY. They day goes by sooooo quickly it is amazing.
I still do not have thank you's done, nor all of my Christmas cards...I am giving myself until the end of the month...
I am exhausted....night all