Happy Easter to all! May God's Blessings be given to you.
It was an absolutely beautiful spring day this Easter. It was also the day Vern received his first communion. Vern and I attended two classes in March to prepare him for today. He was excited of course to drink the "wine". The kids got to taste it in one of the classes but today was the real deal with bread and wine and the full meaning.
After he came back to his seat I asked him, so how do you feel? Do you feel like your sins have been forgiven? He shrugged his shoulders and said "My heart feels warm."
I smiled. Good enough for me (even if it was just the wine). :-)
On a side note, Vern also got to find Easter eggs this morning. Yes the kids are older and this is probably the last year we do it (I haven't decided for sure.) but it is still fun to watch them running around searching for eggs and opening them to count their money.
It makes this ole mom smile.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Book Fair - Book Fair - Book Fair
Vern must have asked 10 times to go to the schools "Book Fair". It is an unfair money raiser that they sell and sell and sell to get the kids to bring their parents to all under the guise of helping the school. COME ON, I pay a sh*t-ton in property taxes which the school gets a large share of and then they sell this crap to the kids.....Opps I seem to have somehow climbed on a big soapbox. Let me climb back off and get to the topic at hand the Book Fair.
Vern has been teetering on the edge of naughty/nice for a few weeks now. It is like he is walking a tight-rope and slips a LOT. I told him we would go to the BookFair IF he did his chores and homework when he got home from school. "YES MOM" was the enthusiastic reply.
Well you know how life gets in the way, Ann's new glasses came in the same day. She had to get them fitted and they close at 6 p.m. and are only open Monday - Friday (really want to get on my soap box about that but I won't). So we rush home from work, have kids jump in the car and R-U-S-H back to the city to get to the office before they close. That goes well but the "I'm hungries" started. We go eat cheap - nasty food to fill them up. Then have to rush back to our town to get to the book fair before they close.
The kids pick out their books and are very excited. I am wondering where the evening goes.
THEN....
We get home. I walk in the door and immediately see Vern's jobs are not done. Vern has completely fallen off the tightrope this time.
I EXPLODE. Good thing I am like the terminator and can mold myself back together. (Did you know all mom's have this superpower ability?)
His brand new books are handed over and the tears start. He cries his entire shower. I don't want to be the mean mom but the boy has to learn about consequences sometime.
It has been a few days and still no books. He has not had good enough behavior yet. I am hoping for a good day soon.
Vern has been teetering on the edge of naughty/nice for a few weeks now. It is like he is walking a tight-rope and slips a LOT. I told him we would go to the BookFair IF he did his chores and homework when he got home from school. "YES MOM" was the enthusiastic reply.
Well you know how life gets in the way, Ann's new glasses came in the same day. She had to get them fitted and they close at 6 p.m. and are only open Monday - Friday (really want to get on my soap box about that but I won't). So we rush home from work, have kids jump in the car and R-U-S-H back to the city to get to the office before they close. That goes well but the "I'm hungries" started. We go eat cheap - nasty food to fill them up. Then have to rush back to our town to get to the book fair before they close.
The kids pick out their books and are very excited. I am wondering where the evening goes.
THEN....
We get home. I walk in the door and immediately see Vern's jobs are not done. Vern has completely fallen off the tightrope this time.
I EXPLODE. Good thing I am like the terminator and can mold myself back together. (Did you know all mom's have this superpower ability?)
His brand new books are handed over and the tears start. He cries his entire shower. I don't want to be the mean mom but the boy has to learn about consequences sometime.
It has been a few days and still no books. He has not had good enough behavior yet. I am hoping for a good day soon.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Monday, March 22, 2010
Report card time
Vern brought home his report card the other day. I was anxious to see it as he promised me there would be improvement.
I have to say I was impressed!
He actually got a 4 in science and social studies. A 4 is the best grade they give you at his level. It was his first one ever!!! Woot woot.
He also had less "needs improvements" than last time.
Be sure to congratulate Vern on his report card the next time you see or talk to him!
I have to say I was impressed!
He actually got a 4 in science and social studies. A 4 is the best grade they give you at his level. It was his first one ever!!! Woot woot.
He also had less "needs improvements" than last time.
Be sure to congratulate Vern on his report card the next time you see or talk to him!
Friday, March 19, 2010
Quality time
Most of the time I am glad I work and contribute and take care of myself and the kids. Last night I had one twinge of guilt. The guilt come from not getting to spend MORE quality time with the kids. I mean we are always rushing here and there and doing this and that. Sometimes I just want to be with them. Do what they want. Just "be".
Last night I was blessed to get to spend some quality time with two of the kids. It was our first really nice spring day here in the blustery midwest. Vern had gotten most of his jobs done and asked me to play with him. I of course had a zillion things I should have been doing but I told him to work on some homework while I loaded the dishwasher.
After that was done I told him to get his football and we would play catch. It was SOOOO fun. He made fun of me for throwing like a girl (poor ball was wobbly and pathetic) but the smile on his face was worth it to me. We also incorporated multiplication rules into the game: you can't toss me the ball until i get the correct answer to 8*7. It was amazing and it worked! By the end of catch he had them down. The game had to end when he was catching one of my wobbly balls and it hit his sore finger. The tears flowed and he rolled around on the ground like he was dying. I played TV announcer and told the crowd he was fine but going for xrays on his finger. I don't know if that helped with the pain or not. Poor guy. Within 5 minutes he was back to normal.
Life is good. You just have to see it.
Last night I was blessed to get to spend some quality time with two of the kids. It was our first really nice spring day here in the blustery midwest. Vern had gotten most of his jobs done and asked me to play with him. I of course had a zillion things I should have been doing but I told him to work on some homework while I loaded the dishwasher.
After that was done I told him to get his football and we would play catch. It was SOOOO fun. He made fun of me for throwing like a girl (poor ball was wobbly and pathetic) but the smile on his face was worth it to me. We also incorporated multiplication rules into the game: you can't toss me the ball until i get the correct answer to 8*7. It was amazing and it worked! By the end of catch he had them down. The game had to end when he was catching one of my wobbly balls and it hit his sore finger. The tears flowed and he rolled around on the ground like he was dying. I played TV announcer and told the crowd he was fine but going for xrays on his finger. I don't know if that helped with the pain or not. Poor guy. Within 5 minutes he was back to normal.
Life is good. You just have to see it.
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