The Beginning of The End

I came here to write and I think this may be the last, if not just one of the last posts that will appear here. My renewal is supposed to hit in December, but I don’t think I’ll pay to keep my url. I’m not writing enough to justify the cost.

And…I’m tired.

This first 6 weeks of school has worn me down in ways I tried not to think about ahead of time. I work all week, get off early some days so that I can run from one place to another and try to support my kids in everything they do. And my poor boys…they don’t even have an activity right now and I feel guilty about it. But there’s not time, even if they’d want to do something!

It’s difficult to describe and talk about without coming off as a complaint. There’s nothing I’d rather do thanΒ  see all the things my kids do. I want to meet with their teachers and coaches and find out how I can support them. I want to take Sarah to every possible university she’d consider attending. I want to watch every volleyball game, tennis match, choir performance, etc.

The mom-guilt is strong right now because even though I am making it to so much, I am still missing so much. Sarah is ready to move on from high school, yet has to endure these last months until graduation. I’ve missed some volleyball, but not too much. But that’s not bringing her much joy right now either. Dani is getting established in high school: she’s played tennis this fall and she earned a spot in the fall musical (“In the Heights”), she’s experiencing new and different education philosophies at her school and adjusting and she’s still active in her faith journey and figuring that stuff out, too. Helen’s playing volleyball and I’ve only made it to one of her matches so far. She’s doing well with organization and staying up on her studies and all reports point to excellent behavior, too. Dominic has signed up for choir at his school (only offered to 4th and 5th graders) and (finally!) his teacher returned from paternity leave so he’s enjoying every day at school. Vincent seems to be enjoying school, too, which makes me so happy because he literally seemed to hate it before. He’s going to do the “Fit Team” in October which will give him something “extra” to do and fit in with Dominic’s choir rehearsal schedule, too. But this is just a tip-of-the-iceberg of the things we’re doing and there are times I feel so overwhelmed.

So…anyway, I wanted to post something here with enough time to let anyone who would concern themselves with my blog know that it won’t be here starting sometime the beginning of December. I think it will be okay: I still have facebook and instagram to keep family/friends updated on our doings.

It won’t make me any less tired not to keep up a blog, but it will lessen my anxiety about “I haven’t written in forever, I should probably do that…” πŸ™‚


Fearless 15!

Today, Dani turns 15 years old. My second-born daughter who brings immense joy to us all. Happy Birthday, sweet girl!

She enjoys baking and always bakes her own cake

The weekend Dani was born it poured rain the whole time. I was going in to be induced because an ultrasound showed I had low fluid. On that Saturday, I ran around getting last things done with Sarah while Craig worked in the produce department at Target. In and out of the car — rain, rain and more rain. We drove in the rain to Saturday evening Mass — rain. We dropped Sarah off at her grandmother’s house — rain. Even as we checked into the hospital and all night long, all anyone could say was how much rain we were getting.

I remember fondly my birth experience with Dani. It was so different from Sarah (I had switched doctors). I remember the nurses were incredible helping me prepare overnight while contractions got started. My water broke around 8, and my doctor probably came to the hospital rather directly after Mass (at least I remember he looked like he may have) and checked on me only to see that it was time to have a baby! I started to push and he realized I wouldn’t be pushing all that long and he better get his scrubs on! Ha! All in all, I pushed twice and out she came with a tint of red in her hair and screaming. I knew this one would be different in the very first seconds of her life.

I never knew if Dani was simply a well-adjusted newborn or if Craig and I really had gotten the hang of this parenting thing. Dani was sleeping through the night really quickly and was an overall happy baby. We learned with Helen that it was probably just that Dani had a temperament that got used to being a baby outside the womb really quickly. πŸ™‚

Dani has grown into one of the kindest souls. She enjoys performing and looks for ways to bring others joy. She is incredibly close with her siblings. She’s been a little later in life to find a really strong friend or two outside of her siblings, but that’s okay — she comes by it honestly, I wasn’t quick to make friends outside of family, either.

I’m excited to watch her high school years unfold — they’ve had a great start with tennis and she found out today she was cast in the fall musical!

So, happy birthday to my sweet-tempered, kind-hearted baby girl, Dani. She’s one bright, shiny star!

Seek Help, In Prayer and Petition



I haven’t been much of a Catholic Faith Blogger in recent years. I used to try to incorporate something about my faith into my posts on a regular basis. I’ve been in some sort of desert the past few years, however. My desert has been dry, but I’ve never felt lost somehow. I still have my faith, I just haven’t had the words to write about it in quite some time.

The grand jury report out of Pennsylvania has hit home for people I care about and has been a source of pain and sadness for me. Abuse at the hands of priests, parents or anyone is inhumane and awful. The coverup by bishops is horrendous.

I’m still making my way through the report, honestly. It’s not something that’s easy to read. I’m a member of a group of Catholic Women Bloggers and have decided to join with them in a period of prayer and fasting to begin on Wednesday, August 22 — the Feast of the Queenship of Mary.

My Fast will include fasting from soda for the entire period, eliminating snacks between meals and eliminating one meal per day for the entire period, and fasting from all internet connectivity (outside that which will be required in my work) on Fridays for the entire period.

My intentions will be for all victims (known and unknown) of this abuse/coverup at the hands of priests and bishops. I will also offer up my prayer and sacrifice for the priests of our diocese as they, too, are hurting from this and abuse issues in our own diocese in the not so distant past.

As of now, it’s really hard for me to pray for those who perpetrated this evil and covered it up. I hope that at some point, I will get there. Maybe during this 40 day period, maybe later. I know that if I ask God to help me get there, He will do His part, so I just need to get to that point (of asking for help).



Another School Year Begins

I’m sitting in a quiet house — all children have taken off for their first day at school — and decided to sit down to write something today. I’ve had several ideas the past few days, so if this is disjointed — well, I guess that might have to be too bad. πŸ™‚

One of my thoughts this morning was, “Oh gosh, Gregory would have started Kindergarten today.” Now, whether he would or wouldn’t have may been up for debate as his due date was July 27 and cutoff to enter school in Missouri is August 1. But, his cousin, Gunnar, who was born in April the year we lost him started Kindergarten homeschool, so I often track Gregory’s place in life with Gunnar.

So much would be different if Gregory would have been able to join us and live with us here on Earth. I have no doubt I would be a completely different mother to Vincent and Vincent would likely be a different boy — having someone to model to. But…maybe not. Oh well, that’s not the life we have, so it doesn’t make sense to pine too much for it, but every now and again, I get hit in the gut with questions and pondering.

My oldest had her last first day of school today. It’s weird. I’m not all that emotional about it. Maybe that’s because I’ve had so much emotion related to her in the past couple of months that I’m all “emotion-ed” out. I bought this book titled, “Letting Go” sometime mid-summer. I bought it because I thought that maybe I would have a hard time letting Sarah grow up and move on with life and I wanted to keep her in my life, keep her coming to me for conversation and advice and anything else she needed and I thought maybe that book would do that for me. But, I haven’t made it past the middle of the first chapter. I don’t know if that’s because I don’t need it or because the book isn’t going to provide what I thought it would. But what I have witnessed during the past summer is a young woman who is absolutely ready to take on everything this world will throw at her and handle it with grace and love. She had volleyball workouts most of the summer and made almost all of them. She worked her job at the movie theater (where she was promoted to a shift leader the beginning of May) and continued to thrive where that’s concerned. She attended a Nursing camp at an area nursing school which solidified her discernment that nursing is the path for her. She took a road trip to Minnesota with her two best friends (and one of their moms) and got to see her favorite performer (Harry Styles) in concert. She road-tripped with us down to Texas had a great time with her Aunt and cousins there, whom we hadn’t seen in a couple of years. We made it home in time for her to leave for Team volleyball camp with her high school varsity team — where she learned so much about herself and her team with regard to volleyball and had excellent team-building opportunities. She got back from that in time to take off to attend Β LEAD retreat ahead of the Steubenville conference in Springfield, MO. Then returning from Steubenville, she worked and arranged for a transfer to a different location for work. She even worked in her first trip to her Grandma’s on her own (driving about 45 min away…on the interstate!). Β And her growth in her faith is phenomenal! I remember when she was nervous and not as committed to participating in the young women’s group that meets every Wednesday at our parish. But now, it’s the highlight of her life and she looks forward to it and reaches out for what she can receive from it. Now, she is one of the leaders — someone for the younger women to look up to and see what proper prioritization of values can do for them.


I know I have written it many times here on my blog, but I’m simply amazed at this human being — my first born daughter — and all that she does…but mostly HOW she does it. Her disposition is beautiful, she seems to try to see and love others the way God sees and loves them — be they her siblings, her parents, her friends. Her approach to everyone is always the same and always loving, respectful, humble. I cannot put into words how much I love her and admire her and how grateful I am for her example to her siblings and to me, her mom.

Okay. So something else to write about…

My second child started high school today. At a different school (boundaries changed and now my younger four will attend a different high school than Sarah did). I’m thrilled for the things she is taking on! She has a full schedule with Honors ELA and Honors World History along with her choir and theater classes. She’s playing Tennis. She plans to do Competitive Drama (she enjoys doing Improv with a partner). All of these great things ahead for her! And yet…so much growth has happened for her in the past year, too. I’ve seen her reclaim her innocence — when I swear it was being challenged from places both earthly and spiritually. She, too, grew in faith this past summer as she attended a camp for a week that is run through the Archdiocese of KCK. She came back from that camp recharged in her faith and ready to learn more. She told me she felt as though she truly learned how to pray there. She also attended the Steubenville conference and had an amazing experience there — specifically, she was touched by Adoration. She performed in her first Community Theater production and had a great experience — albeit, many late nights in the month of July for rehearsals — but all worth it!


As she has grown, Dani has been my child to always think of the impact of things on the whole family. She often downplays any of her needs in favor of ensuring there is enough money or time for the other kids. I sometimes have to force the issue with her that she DOES need new shirts/shoes/whatever it may be and that it’s okay…we budget for these things. πŸ™‚ But I see this even in her attentiveness to her siblings whether it be at home or at Church. She is truly present with them — rough-housing with the boys, hanging out and laughing with her sisters — I rarely find Dani with her face in her phone or distracted by something when someone is trying to talk with her. She looks up to her sister and while she absolutely does not want to do the same things (i.e., volleyball or nursing or college perhaps, for that matter) she does try to love her sister and others with the love of God. It makes me excited to see where she takes this in her new high school adventures!

Helen is in the midst of what I think is the toughest time in raising daughters. Sometime at the beginning of middle school/6th grade year through about the midway point of 8th grade, everything is a struggle — emotionally, physically, spiritually, socially. Helen’s really probably doing a great job with it all, but it’s hard for me as Mom. My experience is that this period of time is a very self-centered time for the girls and I have a hard time enduring it and continuing to parent through it. I get tired of correcting and yelling and reminding the girls. I get tired of them being mad at me when I’m just doing my job as their mother. I know it will be worth it in the end and I can’t wait to see the day when “my Helen” returns and we can talk to each other (without it feeling forced or either of us feeling ignored) and hug each other (without her “half-assing” it.


The good part is that there are little “lights” in the darkness of this time — Helen hangs out so well with her brothers, she’s actually quite close with them. And, Helen is playing volleyball — she’s grown in her skills and her perseverance over the summer, and will be playing with an excellent club and she’s also survived the first cuts at middle school. She’s signed up for choir, too, so that will be excellent. As for her anxiety, it rears its head in different ways at this point, but I’ve gotten pretty good at identifying when she’s going out of control and reminding her that she needs to remove herself from the situation, and use her tools, get her head straight and then return. sometimes that goes over well. Sometimes it doesn’t. But we’re working through it.

The boys started 4th and 2nd grades today. Dominic’s such an easy-going kid and was excited to get back to school. He was really excited that he was getting one of the male teachers this year. His goals include reading “a whole lot.” Vincent is still hard to read and completely different than all of his siblings. He “hates” school (even though I think he likes it…at least a little bit) and regularly asks to be homeschooled. I’ve asked for a referral to have him evaluated for the gifted education program through the district to see if that might help. If he doesn’t qualify, we’ll have to figure out new ways to motivate him — may have to do that anyway.

I missed the soccer signups (bad mom!) so I may be putting them back in swim lessons even though they don’t want to. Dominic said he for sure wants to play Basketball with the parish school, so maybe we’ll put Vincent in that, too. As much time as we’ll be spending at the club volleyball gym, though, maybe we should start them learning volleyball. πŸ™‚

On top of all of that, the summer and vacationing has not been kind to me on the weight-loss front. I’ve lost some ground. But I’m planning to get back to dedication as this school year gets going. I have a great friend who is also doing Weight Watchers and we’re trying to keep each other accountable (on top of the meetings and such) so hopefully we can challenge each other and meet goals around the time our birthdays arrive (she and I have birthdays 5 days apart). I’ll update on that some other time…just know that summertime is not my favorite time to pay attention and track and all the things I know will lead me to lose weight and maintain it. I’m just gonna own it. It is what it is, but I’ll have to get back on it.

So, now I’m going to go watch my Redbox movie I got for free (thanks T-Moble Tuesdays!) and snack on popcorn…since it’s quiet around here and no one will ask me for anything!!



Happy Birthday to Sarah!

My last post lamented the passing of the seventh birthday of my baby boy. And now, less than a month later, I am facing the seventeenth birthday of my oldest baby girl.

This is what 17 looks like…

We all see it, everyone posts a picture of their growing children and asks, “Where does the time go?”

And here I am wondering the same thing! For the first 10 years of Sarah’s life, I had my stair-stepped children arriving into this world — marking the passing of time in a real way. But now, having gone 7 years without adding to the population at all, I find myself stymied by the realization of being mother to a child who is 17.

Sarah with her Great-grandparents about 2.5 months after she was born

Her birthday falls on a Monday this year, too. Ah…it takes me back to that Monday, seventeen years ago — arriving early in the morning at North Kansas City Hospital to begin the induction process, including my sister in the day. After my water broke and I received my epidural, we spent most of the time playing Cribbage and listening to Sports Radio waiting out the labor. We had a scary moment, when Sarah’s heart rate dropped and I had to be re-positioned in order to ensure an internal heart rate monitor could be placed on her. I remember the “pushing phase” that lasted 2 hours and 15 minutes. I remember hearing the doctors indicate whether staff was on site for a c-section if I was unable to push her out. (FTR I made it through not needing a c-section.) It’s still so fresh in my mind, the last second switch for Craig from NOT wanting to cut the umbilical cord, to him grabbing those shears and doing it the first time.

Once she was born and laid on my stomach, I marveled. I seriously can’t think of a better word for what I did…I looked at her and marveled at how beautiful she was. I said I couldn’t believe how quiet she was (I asked why wasn’t she crying?) For probably just a minute, but what felt like a forever-moment, Sarah looked at me, right at me, with big, brown eyes. I remember asking, “Are her eyes really brown? Aren’t they supposed to be blue?” But I fell deeply in love in that moment. It kind of makes me choke up now thinking about it. I could not believe (and nor can my description here do it justice) how much love I felt right then. It was incredible.

Over the years, my baby girl, Sarah, has taken my breath away many times.



Being her mom is the most wonderful gift in this life.

Thank you, God, for giving us Sarah. Thank you, Sarah, for being one of the most special human beings ever created.

I love you! Happy 17th Birthday!

Vincent is 7. Years. (Yes, SEVEN)

My youngest living child turns 7 on June 30. I’m processing. Hold Please.

Vincent is 7. Today, June 30.


First of all, happy birthday to you, Vincent — my babiest baby! Yes, your sisters say you’re rotten and it’s all because you’re “the baby” but we know that you deserve it all, sweet boy. After all, you put up with their incessant bossing and just because mom made them eat all their vegetables…well, it isn’t YOUR fault that she learned (on them!) that suddenly around the age of 8 or so, kids eat things and it’s not worth the fight at the younger ages.

Besides, your sisters may call you “spoiled, rotten” but you know they love you to pieces. They are always falling all over each other vying for your attention, your giggles and your affirmation…so, we know the “joke” is on them anyway.

Lucky you (!!) to have had seven years with your best buddy, Dominic. You won’t do a thing without him…ha!! …and you won’t let him do much without you either. As much as he might try to act like he wants some independence from you, we all can see how much he enjoys your love and admiration for him. Just a couple weeks ago when you insisted that you needed new summer pajamas with Pokemon on them — I saw how you two gave each other high-fives as we walked into the store knowing your desire would be granted (yeah, momma is a sucker for new pajamas, too.)

Vincent, I hope that this next year helps you continue to grow in intelligence, compassion and spunk. Well, you have always had enough spunk. πŸ˜‰

If nothing else, I do hope you figure out the whole smile-in-every-photo thing…the frown gets old and it’s far more fun to show how happy we are in photos, don’t you think? Well, maybe you just don’t like your photo taken — I can relate.

To this point where you turn age 7, you’ve completed 1st grade and proved yourself to be a “math whiz” who reads well above grade level, but who would rather stick a fork in your eye rather than practice and/or perfect your handwriting (hmmm, maybe you’ll be a doctor??) You have also completed a year with Cub Scouts only to realize it probably isn’t exactly your thing — and that’s okay! You’ve also become a good enough swimmer to play with your brother without too much hands-on supervision, which is awesome!

Several times in the past year, you have made it clear that you “can do it” yourself and that you are “not a BABY!” and that we should all stop “treating (you) like a baby!!”

I understand. I am a terrible offender. You see, it’s just been so terribly long since I didn’t have to do some of these things I’ve tried to do for you for at least SOMEONE. This is new territory for me. I don’t see it as though I am treating you like a baby, I simply do things because I’ve done them for so long. But I do want to thank you for the reminder that I need to let YOU grow up, too. Just like your sisters and your brother — you need to be given the space and the time to attempt everything on your own and figure it all out.

So, during this next year, I promise that I will try hard to stop myself from doing things for you that you are perfectly capable of doing for yourself. I might cry a little and maybe die a little inside, but that’s okay. It’s part of my job to make sure you grow up to be independent and capable. I never forgot that, it’s just that life kept on moving and I didn’t have any more babies coming behind you. But I promise to focus and remember that you CAN DO IT for yourself and that you are definitely NOT a baby (even though you will always be MY baby).





Updates — It’s Crazy Up In Here!

It’s been awhile! And it is NOT because there is nothing to write. On the contrary, there is so much going on that I find myself overwhelmed with things to write.

For now, I’ll just stick to some updates. The end of the 2017-18 school year is upon us. I’ve thought many times over the past couple of weeks about how I could not be more proud of my kids. Each of them has done something recently that has made my heart burst! It’s exciting to watch my little-people grow into these incredibly awesome big-people. I don’t even know where to start…and so, whenever I don’t know I just start I do the updates top-down. πŸ™‚

Sarah is amazing. Still. That girl works so incredibly hard at everything she does. Even though she doesn’t HAVE to work hard at some things, she does. Her work ethic is one of her best qualities that will take her far in life.

Junior Prom night photo

She accomplished the feat of scoring a 4.0 GPA for her entire Junior year. The 4.0 GPA isn’t anything new to Sarah, per se, but to maintain it during a year when there was ever-increasing pressure heaped upon her shoulders (both self-inflicted and other) is a feat that I don’t think she truly realizes. She takes Honors courses, took an AP course, and rocked her Honors Biology so hard that it was probably the highest percentage A she’s gotten in an course so far. She started visiting colleges, took the ACT a couple of times, and then took on a 26 hour ACT Prep class at Sylvan to prepare her for what we hope will be her final attempt on the ACT. She played volleyball for school and then club through the winter/spring, was on the high school swimming team, completed all her requirements for membership in National Honor Society and continued to serve the community at the local elementary school. Oh yeah, and she picked up a job at the nearby movie theater at the end of January…AND just got promoted to Shift Leader after only 4 months. Simply Amazing. Through all of this she has maintained an active faith life attending Mass with our family, attending our parish’s youth program on Sunday nights and also attending the weekly young women’s group, Sanctimonia, almost every Wednesday. She applied for Lead this year at what will be her fourth Steubenville conference, and was selected. In the midst of it all, her brakes went out on her car and she was financially fit enough to pay half of the cost of replacement. On top of that, she applied for and was accepted to a local university/medical center’s “Nursing Experience” — a week-long seminar where she will get to experience some real-life stuff to help her continue to discern her path to and through nursing school.


Words don’t do justice to the emotions I have for this girl. I’m proud, yes, but I feel so lucky that God gave me this child. She has truly been one of the many joys of motherhood, and I can’t wait to see all that she will accomplish in the future.

Dani is incredible as well. And in a completely different capacity than her sister which I love! Dani works as well, though she is more choosy about the things she works at than her older sister.


Dani loves to perform, okay? All school year, she’s been involved in theater, choir, honor choir, and musical. Every time I see her perform, it fills me with joy at her happiness. She exudes energy in everything. Earlier in second semester, the kids were getting set to enroll for high school classes, and Dani auditioned to join Treble Choir, which is an all female show choir (class) at her high school. She was selected and the director said that her sight-reading was “almost entirely perfect.” What a compliment! And it’s so incredible because when Dani auditioned for Honor Choir in 7th grade, she didn’t make it and was given feedback that her sight-reading was lacking. So, Dani spent time at the computer, with her guitar and on the ipad with apps that could help her improve her sight-reading. To get that compliment this year on her sight-reading was a testament to all of her hard work over the past 18-24 months on that area. Dani was one of the leads in the musical this year, which was an incredible experience for her. She took theater all year to continue to work on her stage presence and other theatrical skills. She also participated in Competitive Drama this year and ultimately earned medals at the District Middle School competition! She took 2nd with her partner in Improv and took 3rd with her (serious, I’ve heard) Prose piece. Dani also went to the 8th grade dance last night, which was kind of her “send-off” event to high school. She looked so pretty!


Back in April, she decided to audition for our local Theater in the Park production. They do two productions and the first this year is Oklahoma!Β and the second is Big River. Dani knew with her taking two online courses (P.E. and Health) to make room in her schedule for Choir and Foreign Language in the school year, she couldn’t make the rehearsals for Oklahoma! so she auditioned for Big River. They only take adults (age 19 and up) for major roles in the productions, but they cast Dani in the Young Adult Ensemble. How exciting for her! The final 8th grade production for the Choir program at her school is their Spring Fling and they had a Broadway theme this year. Dani was able to sing a duet with a good friend of hers: they sang “Anything You Can Do” from Annie Get Your Gun. It was great! For all of the numbers with choreography, Dani was on point for everything and provided such a great amount of energy! This past week, she received an invitation to join Treble FX, which is the competition all-female show choir. She will be a busy girl next year and doing things she loves. She is also planning to play Tennis. I can’t wait to watch her perform on stage in choir, theater and most likely the musical productions.

Helen has had a good year, too. She is in the AVID program, which has been an incredible help to her with regard to readiness for ongoing learning. She played rec league volleyball this year and improved greatly. She’s now been offered and accepted a position with a local travel-volleyball club and is excited to work with the coaches there. She did band first semester, but discovered it wasn’t really for her. So, she did theater second semester and I really enjoyed their 6th grade theater class plan they did at the end of May. She was also in the musical and had a little cameo role which was cute. She looked like she enjoyed performing, too. πŸ™‚


She’s grown up a lot this year and it wasn’t without some pains. Something always seems to happen to my kids around 6th grade — I literally wonder just where my kid went and what alien has taken her place…I mean, I see glimpses here and there of my sweet girl, Helen, but we’re going through the typical puberty type behavioral and relationship issues that I have figured must be par-for-the-course at this stage of development. She’s a good kid and she’s made great strides with her behavior and in her choices for friends and such. I’m excited to see how things pan out with the volleyball and with all her activities next school year.


Like her sisters, Helen is taking Health/P.E. in summer school to keep room in her school schedule for choir and AVID. So she’ll be really busy through June with that and with private coaching sessions in the evenings with volleyball (since she can’t make the camps they are having during the day). But stay tuned…volleyball and choir and everything else is on the horizon for Helen!

Dominic asked to do Boy Scouts this year, so we did. And…we found out why we hadn’t done Boy Scouts before and why it’s unlikely to be something we commit to going forward. It’s a lot of time and other commitment. Dominic’s interest level isn’t where it should be to commit that much time and effort. He would prefer to spend that time at a Google Coder Dojo and learning to code or something. He is still reading at a high level, but I’ve noticed his interest has waned a bit, but maybe that’s just because we haven’t hit the latest gold mine as far as books he would be interested in. He’s still that sweet, sensitive kid he’s always been and smart, too. πŸ™‚ He’s progressing through swim lessons and starting to learn a little bit more than just front and back crawl. When it’s all said and done, though, his major interest is with computers and coding and all the things he can do in that realm. He spends his free time watching You Tube videos. I just caught him watching one on how to tell if your computer or phone has been hacked and what to do about it. hmmmm

Vincent did Boy Scouts, too. He seemed to enjoy it more than Dominic, but it is still a difficult commitment to make going forward. He really wants to play soccer and basketball, so in place of scouts, we may stick to sports next year. I can’t believe he will be in 2nd grade next year. Crazy. Here’s the thing about Vincent: he dislikes school. None of my other kids have ever actually disliked school. But Vincent is regularly making sure we know that he “already knows this stuff” and that school “is so boring” and has asked me to homeschool him. Oh my word! Home school will not work for us, so I need to figure something out. Here’s the thing…they do “Mad Minutes” for math facts and Vincent had progressed all the way into 2nd grade level “Mad Minutes” before the end of December. By the end of this school year, he was in 3rd grade “Mad Minutes” and working through multiplication. I think I need to keep those going during the summer, because he LOVES them so much. If you ever ask him his favorite thing about school, he might say “Nothing! School’s boring!” but he might say, “Braden” (his best buddy at school) and then he would say “…and ‘Mad Minutes.'” I have asked for a referral for Vincent for SAGE (Our district’s Gifted Education program) and they will likely evaluate him at the beginning of the 2018-19 school year. Perhaps that one day a week in an environment that’s more enjoyable for Vincent, will make all the difference in his attitude about school. We’ll see. He’s also progressing through swim lessons. He wants to have a birthday party this year, so I really need to get on that. :/


So, that’s what’s up in our family. As for the parents, we’re working hard to fund all these shenanigans. I do have my two-week vacation coming up, which will entail a trip to MN and another trip to TX. My sister, whom I haven’t seen in FOUR years….(!!!) is moving to TX and I can’t wait to go and see her and her family.


I’m still weight-watching, maybe I’ll blog on that soon. It’s going well. I’m working on some skills at Crossfit and enjoying the benefits of that and walking as far as my activity goes. Our dog is still cute, though, he’s wearing us out lately with accidents in the house so we’re trying to figure that out.

Happy Memorial Day Weekend! Maybe I’ll blog again before end of summer. πŸ™‚