Our daughter is my social butterfly. She's quite the talker if you're willing to listen. I can't blame her because it runs in the family. She's just taking after her mother, grandmother and great grandmother. She's a diva when it comes to her clothes and jewelry and can't resist sparkles and jewels. But she is not afraid to get dirty either when it comes to catching frogs and lizards. She's got a soft spot for any animal and wants to bring home any stray she can find
Our son is such a little ham. He stole my heart the day he was born and hasn't given it back. He is easy going, tender hearted and quite the thinker. He loves to try and "help" you, whether it's dusting, doing the laundry or changing batteries in one of the toys. He loves trucks, cars, buses, airplanes, trains, pretty much anything that moves and has an engine. He'll stop whatever he's doing if he sees anyone of them and show me.
Where have I been? I just fell off the planet I guess. It slowly started happening where I was on here less and less and before I knew it, the time I had allotted for it was used up on something else.
I thought once the summer was over I would find the time to start back on my writing again. Best laid plans I guess... I really thought having both kids in primary school I would have more time. But when one is a Fourth grader and the other is a Kindergartener, yeah not so much. That's what I get for thinking.
I really wish some one had warned me about the school work and homework load that we would be facing for 4th grade. Miss K's teacher told me last week that going from 3rd to 4th is a big adjustment. Uh, yeah, that's an understatement. Of course, combined with a heavier dance schedule this season and Miss K's ADHD we are tackling hurdles. Sometimes just hitting them head on and falling down.
Me working part time is still a necessity to keep my health insurance but once baby #3 arrives I will be staying home.
So most of my days are at work until the kids get out of school and then we hit the ground running to get homework accomplished before extra curricular activities. It has been a struggle.
I am being pulled in several directions and really need to find a balance...soon. We're five weeks into school and I haven't got it just right. I really don't know where to adjust.
We're only eight weeks away from the due date for baby #3 and I know full well that our routine now will be a thing of the past. I can't even imagine what it could be like until the baby gets here.
Getting a routine down rock solid, might not be the best idea right now anyways. It will only frustrate me more when the baby gets here if some one, more than likely my husband, can't keep up with the way I do it.
I'm looking forward to finally being able to wrangle some time again for me, despite the craziness of life right now. I miss writing. You have no idea how many times I have come up with a good idea about something, or something funny happens and I wish I had the time to share.
Best laid plans. I'm sure a few hurdles might get in my way. I might need a helmet.
I was pleasantly surprised to receive a letter from the County School Board two weeks ago granting Little E's variance for the 2012-2013 school year. I wrote about my concerns back in May whether or not he would get to attend Miss K's school. I was stressing about the long wait I may have been facing and if he didn't get it.
I thought all my worries were over now that I had this piece of paper in my hand. I was wrong again.
I went by the school this Monday to drop off the letter for the school registrar and talked to my friend in the front office. She is like the school secretary/ school website web master. I asked her about the teacher list for the upcoming year so I could confirm which teachers I would request for Miss K and Little E. She told me she had just posted it online just a few minutes before I walked in.
Which meant if the new list was up, the teacher request form would be up also. Nope. My hopes were deflated. There's always an obstacle in my way, it seems.
She told me that the principal has decided to do away with teacher request forms due to new salary regulations on teachers being based on student performance. She is hoping to have the classes more balanced without having all the high scoring kids in the top two favorite teachers rooms.
The plus side, is that she is accepting letters of your child's needs and will take that into consideration when choosing the class for your child. She will not accept letters with a teacher request in them.
I am more worried about Miss K than Little E because it's only Kindergarten. The school handles this grade with "kid gloves" and I'm sure he will do just fine with minor adjustments from his new teacher. He aims to please.
I didn't know that I had a choice when his sister entered school and we got what teacher the school chose. Which was an awesome teacher and one of the top picked Kindergarten teachers in the school.
Having dealt with several years of inability to focus, short attention span and limited short term memory with Miss K, she really needs a compassionate teacher. Some one who can understand that she has ADHD and won't treat is as a label. A teacher who can have open communication with me and be able to recognize when she is "slipping" and needs positive encouragement with a firm tone.
Miss K is a loveable child who has three previous teachers (not counting 1st grade-she was not a great teacher) who absolutely love and adore her. Especially last year's teacher who was the most help in accomplishing many goals we had set out for the school year.
I'm hoping that I can get this across to the principal that is is very important for Miss K academically, to be placed with a teacher like we hope for.
I'm praying this all works out for the good. I know that my prayers may be answered differently than I expect and I am prepared for that. I'm willing to deal with that but hoping for an "easy button" this time.
Sunday afternoon after coming home from church and having lunch, I laid down on my bed to rest and browse some social media. I got on my Facebook and a friend of mine posted for a friend of hers who was trying to find homes for some kittens. Of course, the animal lover in me had to look.
This was the first photo I saw.
A D O R A B L E!!! Now if you know anything about cats, I was amazed to see five, yes FIVE calico/ tortoise shell kittens in one litter!
I showed them to my husband. He shocked me by saying that we should get one. Since my daughter has been still missing her beloved cat Teeko. He said this would make her very happy.
We called the girl who had them, and I was shocked to find out that she still had all five. She didn't live close by, an hours drive away. In the rain from that Tropical Storm Debby.
So much for my nap.
We piled the kids in the van and headed out on an adventure. We did not tell the kids where we were going. It was pretty funny because Little E kept thinking we were going "somewhere". For him that meant to do something.
After getting to her house and meeting the kittens, it was a tough choice. We originally had chosen one that had half orange, half black face. But we wanted Miss K to choose the kitten. Or shall I say, let the kitten choose her.
Which is how it was for she and Teeko.
After at least 30 minutes or longer of playing with five kitties, we took home Mollie, formerly known as Viper. The kitten with the orange stripe down her nose. (far left in photo above)
It has taken some adjusting for her, she has cried every night in her "room".
Little E wanted a kitty of his own, and I have been feeling pretty badly. I'm a softie to animals and my son. There was one kitten that was attached to ours and has been lonely since we left.
Not like I need another mouth to feed. I have a human one coming in November. What is a girl to do??!
Why do I have to be the bad guy? I know that I can't be the only one that it bothers?
weekend on Sunday for Father's Day we spent the day at my father in
law's house. It was my idea. I thought it would be nice to get together
with my husband's father and his step mom and do dinner. Since we didn't
buy him a gift, this was our way of saying happy Father's Day.
discussing the plan for going to his dad's house, the time frame for
departure was agreed upon. This is something that I have to set when
going to his house. You cannot go blind, per say, to their
house. It's a horrible way of dealing with family, but after many times
of bad visits, this is what it has come to. We agreed on 7pm.
we didn't know was that his step mother decided to invite everyone else
over too. My husband's brother, his wife, their son, his step brother
and his girlfriend and their children. We find this out after getting
there. I wasn't thrilled, for many reasons.
because I brought food to prepare and was not prepared to feed and extra
seven people. Two, my BIL's son is a bad influence on my children and I
have to watch him like a hawk around my kids. Three, his step brother
is an alcoholic and drinks like a fish. He pretty much takes after his
mother (the step mom).
I thought that we would be "safer" having dinner at home since last year's Father's Day was a close disaster at a restaurant.
step mom drank wayyyy too much something before getting there, during
the 45 minute wait to be seated and during dinner. She was belligerent
to the waiter, loud as hell while preparing her salads at the salad bar
and made everyone very uncomfortable during the meal. I swore to my
husband that that was the very last time I would ever eat in public with
I was dead wrong.
His step mother had been drinking prior to our arrival and and continued through the day.
was very uncomfortable dealing with her. For one, I had to use her
kitchen to cook the dishes of food I was preparing. I wished that I was
some where else. Thankfully I was able to share laughs and wth looks with my sister in law during this. She feels the same way I do about having to be there.
it didn't help with her comments and repeated questions about what I
was making. Why was I making that? And that she felt so bad because she
didn't make home made potato salad and bought hers. And then a few
minutes after she returned from her cigarette break she would start all
over again with her questions. The very same questions she had already
The drinking ensued.
she starts bugging my kids is when I get unnerved. They were being very,
very good. They were sitting on the couch playing their DS's and she
interrupted them to insist that they sit next to her. Give her a hug.
Hang out with her. Yada yada yada.
Now she only showed them attention because
her son's children did not come. Apparently there is an issue with his
girlfriends' parents and they will not allow the children to leave their
Because if those grand children had been at the house, my children would have been ignored.
rest of the day went on like this until dinner. Of course we had our
dinner drama when I asked if we should put an extension in the table to
have more seats around it. She went cuckoo about that. I was almost at
my wits end.
Finally at 8pm, an hour after the agreed
upon time, we were able to start packing up to leave. I ordered the kids
to get their backpacks and their gear to go. And she started her
departing antics." Are you leaving? Why are you leaving? Is it already time to go? Are you just packing and staying? When can we do this again?"
I was done.
Done. Done. Done.
was pretty mad about the circus that went on that day. I told myself,
no more. I can't do this anymore. I wasn't going to say anything to my
husband, but then Miss K said something about how grandma was acting. I
knew that one day she would notice the abnormal behavior. I tried
explaining to her about it but decided that enough was enough.
I told my husband about our conversation. Sadly, we will not be going over there anytime soon.
are some deep underlying problems with his step mother that I haven't
even touched on here. If given the back ground on why I feel the way I
do, then it might make more sense. Last year's restaurant episode was
not the first time she has gotten intoxicated and acted out of line. She
is medically bi polar and refuses to take her medicine, she shouldn't
be consuming alcohol but she does. Was supposed to have gone to a
medical facility to get help, it never happened. She says that she
doesn't need a doctor, psychiatrist or "head" doctor to help her. \
I have said to my husband before and said again. It's not about us
anymore. The kids will not deal with this or witness this. They are our
responsibility to protect.
I'm sure you've seen your fair share of these funny yourecards on Facebook or other social media sites. I was browsing on the internet and couldn't resist posting this one. I have this fetich with grammar and spelling, so it only makes sense. And since most of the cards are quite vulgar, I wouldn't post many of them anyways.
Today( Thursday) at Miss K's school, the awards ceremony for the third graders was held. This year has been an amazing school year for her, starting with her most wonderful teacher. Without this teacher, Miss K may have struggled yet another year academically. She excelled in many areas, academically and socially. In the second quarter of this school year, K received the Citizenship Award for the first time since entering elementary school. Today, she received the Citizenship of the Year award in her class. It was a proud moment for the hubs and I.
I was reading in a moms group for parents of children born in November 2012 today. The topic they were discussing was "have you bought anything yet for your upcoming new baby. I have not, am I behind?" I have actually bought a few things for baby #3 only because the items were in excellent used condition and I couldn't pass up the deal. Except for the stroller system, which was new. But it was also a great deal that may not be when we get closer. When I think back to both my other children, I don't remember being as eager to buy things so far in advance. Except for Miss K, we did buy packs of diapers every other week before she was born.
For the summer our church will not be having any enrichment classes or children's ministry on Wednesday nights. I'm sad that we won't be meeting during the summer. I am looking forward to more time with the kids, especially since Miss K does not have dance classes in the summer either. Time to catch up on reading for all of us. I'm looking forward to teaching Little E to read more than just sight words. One of the websites we'll be using is www.Starfall.com . Miss K's elementary school uses this website in the classrooms during free time.
After three days of rain, rain, rain. It has finally subsided. Even though Friday has a 70% chance of rain, it has not rained very much. I'm thankful for all this rain we have been getting but wiping the dogs' feet every time after they go outside has become a tiring task. My plants and lawn are very happy with all this excess water.
Today was the last day of school for our county! I went in to help with a party that Miss K's teacher and I planned for the last day. Unfortunately her teacher was diagnosed with the flu on Tuesday and was told by her doctor to not be at work the rest of the week. The last week of school no less. :( thankfully by today, she was feeling a little better and made a surprise appearance in class for 30 minutes, during the party. We're going to miss not having her as Miss K's teacher. She was such a blessing. If only we had her every year!
Last week, my Little E graduated from preschool. He is only a few months away from entering into his formulative years in school.
In thirty nine days he will turn 5. A milestone birthday. At least in this house we consider it one.
I sat back today and reminisced over the day last August we walked into the preschool where he was going to attend and remembered the excitement in his eyes. We chose a Montessori based school, based on high recommendations from a friend.
Little E couldn't wait to pull out a play-mat and join in.
Convincing him that he would be back in just a few weeks was something he just didn't comprehend. Now thinking about it, it seems like it was just yesterday. It brings tears to my eyes and a lump in my throat when I realize that almost another year has gone by.
How much longer will my little boy run to my arms for comfort from mommy hugs? School changes a child. They become more independent. The comfort of mom is saved for home, where friends cannot see.
I am mentally preparing myself for another year that I hope will not fly by. I hope that the birth of baby #3 does not overshadow the accomplishments that my second born will do.
My soon to be middle child. How will this change and mold his personality? My sweet "double" kisses boy. So many changes ahead for this little guy. A year of many firsts ahead. Am I ready?
There once was a time that I enjoyed living on the dirt road near the rail road tracks. It was quiet, stress free and peaceful. A time before the housing market hit an all time low and people starting vacating their houses. Vacant houses replaced by a class of people that I really don't particularly enjoy living in the same neighborhood with, thanks to the crashing market. I'm stuck in my house for at least a few more years. Until all the houses left by those who "just walked away" are sold off by the banks.
For the time being, I'm stuck. It could be worse. I could be living next door to a drug dealer or a pedophile. But it's bad enough when your neighbor beats his wife and she comes banging on your door to help her. I really didn't appreciate that evening. I didn't need to get involved in their problems.
More recently they decided they "needed" a puppy. I guess after having kittens and then they "mysteriously" disappeared after a month or so, required them to get something larger. It would have helped if they actually kept the kittens inside their house until they were old enough to roam free. We live in the woods. With owls, foxes, bears and other critters that might decide your kitten is lunch or dinner. Sadly, this is the truth.
I only knew of the new puppy coming, through my kids who occasionally ride bikes with their daughter.
The puppy showed up about two months ago. Every one loves a puppy. They're cute, cuddly and fun to play with. Until they become a nuisance and start eating your shoes, peeing and pooing on the carpet and scratching the kids when they jump on them. I'm assuming those are the reasons. I'm not boasting here, but no dog or puppy of mine, gets away with that behavior. Potty accidents do happen, but the rest is preventable if you train your dog.
So guess what happens when you don't train your dog, because you really didn't need it anyways. He finds himself outside. But not in a pen or a fenced yard. He is now running loose around his yard, your yard, the road, the woods, the neighbors yard and wherever else his little puppy mind takes him.
I let the fact that he's been a pain until he broke some plant pots on my porch and made a mess with the mulch and other items on my porch. My husband spoke to the wife about it. It started nicely. Until she called me a liar and said that her dog has never been outside unattended. That he is crated all day. She is obviously stupid because I'm not the only one who has seen her dog outside.
A few days went by without seeing him unattended outside. But it only took a few days.
Last week, I went to leave the house and one of my husband's shoes was missing from our front porch. There was a mess on the porch, again. As the kids and I were heading down the road I saw the shoe. It was on the neighbor's front porch! And the puppy was wandering around in her yard. I had Miss K get the shoe and we headed to school. This was at 7:30am.
When I got back home at 9:00am the puppy was still outside and her car was home. So she was home, but had no intentions of dealing with her responsibility. I called Animal Control and waited for them to show up. Of course, since this dog wasn't the one who killed my cat (another story, which has pushed me to be pro active about dog owner responsibilities) they didn't rush out to deal with this issue. I left my house at 11:30 am and they never came. I wasn't sure if they came out and spoke with her later in the day, but by Sunday evening, I knew they had not.
The puppy, who is a doberman pincer that is about 4-5 months old, was out again. I watched through my front blinds this dog run in and out of my other neighbor's sprinkler's. I thought to myself hahaha, your dog is getting all filthy and when you call him in and he makes a mess on your carpet, I'd love to be a fly on the wall to see your reaction.
A little while later, I went outside to help my husband finish up the lawn chores, since the tropical storm bands were coming. By then, the puppy had decided to aggravate my husband by running alongside our mower and wouldn't go away. My husband had already gone over to the neighbor's house to see if they were home, so they could put their dog away. Of course not!
So I waited until Tuesday morning to call Animal Control again to report the dog running loose and question they never followed up on my call from Friday. The lady who I spoke with, didn't have a clear answer to why my complaint was not addressed, but she updated the information about the recent events and would send out an officer.
When I got home Tuesday evening, I saw my porch was wrecked again, telling me the puppy was out wandering again. I figured that the AC had not come out again.
But to my surprise, I had two messages on my answering machine from the AC Officer. The first one was from the officer telling me why no one was out on Friday and that she was the officer who handled our part of the county. Second message was informing me that she came out to the residence for the doberman puppy and found that he was running loose and no one was home. Since the owner's of the dog were breaking the law, she issued them a citation and left it on their door. Woohoo!!
That worked out better than them coming on Friday! They caught her "red handed", so to speak. Later on Tuesday night, I heard the puppy barking his crazy head off. Wondering why he was barking incessantly, I looked outside. The neighbors decided to tether him out back instead of walking him on a leash for potty breaks. I'm waiting to see how long that lasts. Especially since the line they have him on is about the the size of a clothes line, which in due time will not restrain a full sized doberman.
Idiot neighbors. Hopefully they don't think they'll leave him outside for hours tied up to that line without shelter or water. It's hitting the 90 degree mark here and that's not in direct heat. Like I said, they don't need a dog.