Timid frightened anxious
Anticipation of what's beyond
Slip forward
Explode
Into the newness of light.
Friday, March 18, 2011
Thursday, March 17, 2011
St Patrick's Day
Yesterday M got out A's clothes for today. She found him a green shirt and some jeans for St. Patrick's Day. He said, "Those jeans are blue someone will pinch my legs." We assurred him that as long as he had green on no one would pinch him anywhere. This morning I went to dress him and I saw a pair on dark green jeans in with his pants so I put those on instead. "oh good," he said with a huge sigh, "now no one will pinch my legs."
Every year I by Lucky Charms or Captain Crunch with green crunch berries, dye my milk green and serve it for breakfast St Patrick's Day morning. The leperchauns have come. This morning I didn't, I wonder if anyone will notice.
Every year I by Lucky Charms or Captain Crunch with green crunch berries, dye my milk green and serve it for breakfast St Patrick's Day morning. The leperchauns have come. This morning I didn't, I wonder if anyone will notice.
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
T Got his License!
Today T got his driver's license. I know this happens to almost all teenagers, but I really wasn't sure this would ever happen with T :). What a change from the completely irresponsible beligerent boy of 16 to the responsible, pleasant boy of 17. As I was typing this he brought the computer into A's room where I am trying to put A to sleep, and set it down on the bed in front of me so I could type in the password. Unfortunatelly when he set it down it hit the bottom of my eye really hard and my eye really hurts :(,
J is struggling with wanting to be responsible for himself, but not being responsible when we completely lay off. He doesn't want us to say a word about his grades or homework or anything. He becomes defensive when we do say something and rants about how we're trying to "force" him. Yet he doesn't ever complete assignments unless he's reminded, and then only some of the time. I really don't know what to do. He is super stubborn. You know he's basically a really good kid. He seems to love God and reallly wants to do what is right, but he has no motivation to excell in anything except book reading. He's a voracious reader and always has his nose in a book, but I'm reallly worried about him because much of the rest of life is passing him by. He actually has had a bit of a social life recently, he's actually gone over to his friend D's a few times and his friend A's birthday party. He seems to really enjoy these friends and some of his girl friends like M P. He is also in the play Fiddler on the Roof and is playing the part of the Constable. Of course he has everyone else's lines memorized verbatim (lol). He has an amazing memory. He wanders around the house a lot with his head in the clouds quoting all kinds of things, movies he's seen once, lines from books, things he's read in class...funny things from UTube... it's really quite hillarious, if he'd only focus just a little bit of his attention on his homework! Asi es la vida ! funny kid....
Today J saw a red brick on the trampoline and asked A if he could move the red rock off the trampoline. A just looked at him like he was stupid and said, "That's not a rock Dad, that's a brick." Sometimes kids are much smarter than we think.
A couple of days ago he was telling us about one of his friends at preschool and he said, "he's 4 like me." J asked him when he turned 4, and A replied, "On his birthday." Of course....
Today M and I went to the dentist. One of her baby teeth broke in half when the new tooth came in. One half was still in her mouth the root still deeply implanted held in by the newly emerging baby tooth. We couldn't get it out, so doctor Moffat had too. It was good to Ryan again as always. It's always nice to know your dentist, it makes it not so scary :). Afterward we saw her new theater teacher Jennifer _______ in TJ Max. M could only smile on one side of her mouth ( the other side was numb where they pulled the tooth) so she appeared to be scouling at her teacher the whole time. So between M scowling and me in my lovely workout clothes (I forgot about the appointment and didn't have time to shower after my spin workout this morning) we must have looked quite the sight. Anyway, we enjoyed the afternoon together at the dentist and then doing a bit of shopping, to bad it ended with me dropping M off in front of her school with her screaming, I Hate School....I don't want to go back to School...I Hate School....I hate You (after I told her she had to get out of the car or spend the rest of the day in her room) lovely....
J is struggling with wanting to be responsible for himself, but not being responsible when we completely lay off. He doesn't want us to say a word about his grades or homework or anything. He becomes defensive when we do say something and rants about how we're trying to "force" him. Yet he doesn't ever complete assignments unless he's reminded, and then only some of the time. I really don't know what to do. He is super stubborn. You know he's basically a really good kid. He seems to love God and reallly wants to do what is right, but he has no motivation to excell in anything except book reading. He's a voracious reader and always has his nose in a book, but I'm reallly worried about him because much of the rest of life is passing him by. He actually has had a bit of a social life recently, he's actually gone over to his friend D's a few times and his friend A's birthday party. He seems to really enjoy these friends and some of his girl friends like M P. He is also in the play Fiddler on the Roof and is playing the part of the Constable. Of course he has everyone else's lines memorized verbatim (lol). He has an amazing memory. He wanders around the house a lot with his head in the clouds quoting all kinds of things, movies he's seen once, lines from books, things he's read in class...funny things from UTube... it's really quite hillarious, if he'd only focus just a little bit of his attention on his homework! Asi es la vida ! funny kid....
Today J saw a red brick on the trampoline and asked A if he could move the red rock off the trampoline. A just looked at him like he was stupid and said, "That's not a rock Dad, that's a brick." Sometimes kids are much smarter than we think.
A couple of days ago he was telling us about one of his friends at preschool and he said, "he's 4 like me." J asked him when he turned 4, and A replied, "On his birthday." Of course....
Today M and I went to the dentist. One of her baby teeth broke in half when the new tooth came in. One half was still in her mouth the root still deeply implanted held in by the newly emerging baby tooth. We couldn't get it out, so doctor Moffat had too. It was good to Ryan again as always. It's always nice to know your dentist, it makes it not so scary :). Afterward we saw her new theater teacher Jennifer _______ in TJ Max. M could only smile on one side of her mouth ( the other side was numb where they pulled the tooth) so she appeared to be scouling at her teacher the whole time. So between M scowling and me in my lovely workout clothes (I forgot about the appointment and didn't have time to shower after my spin workout this morning) we must have looked quite the sight. Anyway, we enjoyed the afternoon together at the dentist and then doing a bit of shopping, to bad it ended with me dropping M off in front of her school with her screaming, I Hate School....I don't want to go back to School...I Hate School....I hate You (after I told her she had to get out of the car or spend the rest of the day in her room) lovely....
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
This last year
This last year has been a time of much pain and much joy. In June my father, one of my dearest friends died. The last time he was out visiting me before he passed he and I did our usual drive around together ( we would drive around doing all my errands and talking). We like to do this. It gave us time alone. I remember he turned to me and said, "You and I, we understand each other don't we Sammy. We've always understood each other." "Yes," I said, in my usual eloquent manner...I don't know why this sticks in my mind, but I think It describes me and my Dad, we understood each other, and that was good.
In January, we lost my Uncle, Uncle Dick. He was my mom's only sibling and the only uncle we really had. I think our family (my Mom's) is still in shock, losing the two patriarch's of our family so suddenly and so close together. I remember wrestling with my Uncle and cousin S as a teenager, I remember him cheering loudly for me at the state finals for volleyball, I remember him threatening us with his belt when we slept over and wouldn't be quiet.
The beginning of the year found my son in a treatment center for behavoiral issues associated with his asperger's and other things. This was extremely painful but necessary to us as parents. We hoped and prayed that he could make changes in his life, and he did. The greatest joy of this year is seeing my son. Seeing the person he is trying to be. Watching him interact with adults and peers. Seeing him suceed in school, at home, at church and socially. I can't explain how grateful I am to my Heavenly Father for the miracle I have seen take place in him. The last time he spoke to his Grandpa he said, "Grandpa, I will make you proud. I will."
Sometimes life can wear you down, but always there is love to bring you up if you allow it. This year I lost one of the most important persons in my life, but because of love, the love of God, the love of teachers, the love of his family, my son has been found.
In January, we lost my Uncle, Uncle Dick. He was my mom's only sibling and the only uncle we really had. I think our family (my Mom's) is still in shock, losing the two patriarch's of our family so suddenly and so close together. I remember wrestling with my Uncle and cousin S as a teenager, I remember him cheering loudly for me at the state finals for volleyball, I remember him threatening us with his belt when we slept over and wouldn't be quiet.
The beginning of the year found my son in a treatment center for behavoiral issues associated with his asperger's and other things. This was extremely painful but necessary to us as parents. We hoped and prayed that he could make changes in his life, and he did. The greatest joy of this year is seeing my son. Seeing the person he is trying to be. Watching him interact with adults and peers. Seeing him suceed in school, at home, at church and socially. I can't explain how grateful I am to my Heavenly Father for the miracle I have seen take place in him. The last time he spoke to his Grandpa he said, "Grandpa, I will make you proud. I will."
Sometimes life can wear you down, but always there is love to bring you up if you allow it. This year I lost one of the most important persons in my life, but because of love, the love of God, the love of teachers, the love of his family, my son has been found.
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