New Hat

We took Superman shopping last night to get him some new winter hats. His big head won't fit in regular baby hats. We had to shop in the toddler section of the stores. He got a cute Santa looking hat from Old Navy and then he got the cute knit one from Children's Place. Children's Place had a cute fleece one with two points on the top that had tassels, but he cried everytime I tried it on him. I assume that meant that he didn't like that one. He cheered and babbled for this one and the one from Old Navy so I assumed that he wanted them.

Chef Rosy

I've always including III and Rosy in our special occasion cooking, but, lately, I've decided to teach them both some practical cooking skills. For III, so far that means he's learning to read directions and fix microwave lunches. For both of them, it means they are learning cleanliness and some measuring and mixing skills.

Tonight, Rosy made her first chicken casserole. I boiled the chickens for her, but she did all the rest. I let her put an "S" (for her real name) made out of lunch meat on top of it. I'm really impressed that a 7 year old can cook supper. I am hoping that they will both be able to make corn bread by the end of this winter.

Fall Frolic

We wrapped school up early today. Everyone got a good after-lunch rest time. (Superman, Twinkle, and I slept. I'm pretty sure the big kids played.) Then we went outside. The kids are always allowed in the backyard, but to go down the street on bikes, skateboards, or scooters they have to have an adult. Our neighborhood is really flat, but we live close to the entrance and I'm always afraid that someone will squish them.

This was Superman's first prolonged experience with fall weather. At first he really protested the hat, but once we got outside he seemed thankful for it.

This is what I imagine that he would look like if we were Yankees. By the way, it was only in the low 60s. I'm not sure what we will do if I have to take him out when it really gets cold.

Iraqi Fun!

We have been studying Iraq for the past 6 weeks at Roses Prep. Talk about a complex subject to teach to elementary aged children. Frankly, it was a complex subject for me to prepare to teach. We are trying to learn about each of our focus country's foods, traditions, history, people groups, art, literature, and politics. We always start each country study with a bulletin board that gives an overview of the country.

We found some neat children's literature from Iraq. There were some old stories including a Middle Eastern version of Cinderella. There were some good modern stories, including The Silent Music (a story about calligraphy) and The Librarian of Basra (about the librarian trying to protect the books during the war). However, we noticed that the modern books villified ALL soldiers and made no difference between US/UN liberation forces and Saddam's troops. A large part of our study time was spent with me helping our children understand why we invaded and what we were hoping to accomplish. BTW - this tied in very well with a lot of the conversation around the Presidential debates.

We were able to find a movie that showed religious persecution in the Middle East. It is the story of a young man who comes to college in America and becomes a Christian. He then returns home to the Middle East for a visit and his family discovers his Bible. The movie depicts his family turning him out into the streets and his ultimate decision of whether or not to remain in the country as an undercover missionary or whether to return to the USA.

We cooked Iraqi foods. We had a dessert called ma'mouni which is basically a cream of wheat with a simple sugar syrup mixed into it then topped with cinammon and whipped cream. Hubby and Rosy loved it. III and I could barely swallow it. It seemed to grow in our mouths. We also made Shish Taouk (chicken shish-kabobs with Iraqi spices) and Summag Salad. Summag Salad was amazingly good. It was thinly chopped cucumbers, tomatoes, and onions in an olive oil dressing. We were supposed to sprinkle summac on it, but summac was only available across town, so we subbed seasoned salt. It was fabulous! We also had rice and pita bread with our dinner.

The best part about the study was the art project. Ancient Babylon was located where modern day Iraq is. We studied the ancient ruler Hammurabi who was famous for uniting the Babylonian empire around 1700 BC. He had the first codified law and he displayed monuments with the laws carved into them in the major cities of his empire. There is still at least one of his original monuments in existance today. For our art project, I had the kids read some of Hammurabi's laws and then come up with 10 laws of their own. (I chose 10 because of the 10 Commandments.) If you want to know what's really important to kids, read these laws.

1. If you make the baby cry, you must go to bed at 7:30.

2. If you sneak any food, you can not have dessert for three days.

3. If you wake up the sleeping baby, you must change his diapers for one whole day.

4. If you hurt someone, you must pay them a dollar.

5. If you make lower than a B, you must make Mommy and Daddy's bed for five weeks.

6. If you steal from someone, you must clean their room for five days.

7. If you don't rinse your spit out, you must clean the sink for one whole week.

8. If you don't do your chores, you must do an additional chore for the rest of the week.

9. If you act out, you do not get to watch TV for one week.

10. If you wake Mommy from a nap, you must fold all the towels for the rest of the week.

We made our monument more modern than Hammurabi. Ours is silver with each rule printed out in the kid's choice of Word Art font and colors. They created their own self-portraits to go on top of the monument to mimic the portrait of himself that Hammurabi had carved in his monuments.

Home School Fun!

We took Election Day off school this year. We had been studying the candidates and some of the issues, and the kids really wanted to go with me to vote. Note that they are all in Red-state clothing. Rosy and Superman's outfits double as Roll Tide outfits. We had raspberry and blueberry (red, white, and blue) muffins, red grapes, blueberries, and sausage for Election Day breakfast. Both kids said that they wished I would cook breakfast and read them a story during breakfast each day

We have been studying Iraq for the last month and one night Rosy was reading an Iraqi fable to the boys. I will post soon about our Iraqi cooking and their modern day Code of Hamurabi.

Lime Pie

For his actual birthday on Thursday, Hubby asked me to make him a lime pie. My family has a recipe handed down from my Aunt Joanne that calls for a large container of Cool Whip, a can of sweetened condensed milk and limeade concentrate. Mix those together and put them in a graham cracker shell and you have an incredibly rich and tangy pie.

As we were eating the pie, Superman was begging for a bite. Hubby gave him some and the baby went nuts. He giggled, cackled, squealed, and hollared for about 20 minutes. I've never seen anyone on such a pure sugar high. It was hilarious. I think that he would be able not only to walk, but to break dance, if we gave him this stuff everyday.

Hubby's B'day

Hubby turned 38 last week. His birthday was Thursday, but we celebrated with the kids when they came home Saturday. As you can tell, we had chocolate cake!! I think the little chocolate goatee makes Superman look like his dad!

Budding Musician

Superman is a budding musician. Now that he can (almost) sit up, we have started buying him some new toys. He got this piano at Wal-mart last Friday. He cackled and cackled at it in the store, and he loves it even more at home. It will keep him entertained for almost 10 minutes. That's a new record for anything other than eating!

Big Boy and My Soapbox

We had our 6 months check-up today for Superman. He is now 28" tall and weighs 19 lbs. 4 oz. He is in the 90th percentile for height and the 80th percentile for weight. His big head is 45 cm now and is in the 80th percentile. At his 4 month visit, his head was in the 95th percentile. At least now it is a little more proportionate.

I had to go buy him some new clothes today. He has outgrown almost all of his everyday "play" clothes. I went to Belk last night and to the mall today and shopped. I've come to the conclusion that I really like Carter's clothes. Besides being cute and durable, they have a height and weight guide on the size tags. We invested in several little fleece outfits and a few new (longer) pairs of pajamas.

Tonight was a pre-Thanksgiving dinner at our church. Superman was in fine form. He wanted out of his car seat as soon as we got there and he went from person to person to person. He cried for Mommy occasionally and I would hold him for a minute, but he mostly wanted to be with whoever would take him around and play with him. That has got to be a trait from his dad's side because I'm such a hermit!

One of the ladies at church mentioned tonight that she saw a little bit of Rosy in him, so we compared him to her baby pictures. There is a stunning resemblance. I may be biased, but if he looks like her, he's going to be a handsome fella!


Here's my political speech for the year: It's no secret that we were supporting the McCain/Palin ticket at our house. I am really struggling to try to understand where God's hand is in the current situation. I'm very surprised that Barak Obama was elected President. I feel like we are entering very dangerous times for Christianity and for our nation's future. I urge every Christian to make our nation's future a matter of prayer daily. If you don't think anything bad can happen to us, you really should go back and do some Old Testament reading about what happened to the "chosen" people when they strayed from Godly principles.

Half Birthday

Superman is 6 months old! He was getting his bath at his birth minute, so he got to take his birth minute pics in his birthday suit! He is sooo big! He has a doctor's appt. Wed. and we will find out his height and weight and head circumference.

Hello Kitty!

Here's Superman at our church's Trunk or Treat! He was adorable and actually agreed to wear his hat almost the whole time. The only time we took it off was when we were holding him and were tired of being "boinked" in the head with it. He had a great attitude all night and even took a little nap while he rode around in his stroller.

BTW, to Aunt C and Uncle J - this stroller and car seat combo has been a life saver a million times over. You won't believe all the cool stuff it will do. It's seems that every time he grows a little bit, there are new features we can enjoy. We've only recently started sitting him up to ride around. (Previously, we always just snapped the car seat in and let him ride that way.) Last night we found out that he's big enough that we can just lay the seat back down and he can snooze. There's also a little panel that we can velcro in place to close up the leg holes if he is snoozing and starts sliding down!

Today, our Superman is 6 months old! It's hard to believe that it's been 6 whole months and hard to believe that he hasn't always been there.

Farmer Boy

Superman is very excited about the fall weather. He is getting to wear his cool long-sleeved outfits now. I was afraid that he would not get to wear lots of them because he might outgrow them before we got any winter here in Florida. I'm not packing up the short sleeves yet, but we are enjoying the long sleeves. So far he hasn't developed my brother's aversion to corduroy, so it's going to be a staple of his wardrobe this winter.

This is his outfit from Wednesday. We had some doctor appts (III at the pediatrician and me with the plastic surgeon) and then church last night.

Public Speakng at Roses Prep!

One of our extra curricular activites at Roses Prep is Public Speaking. At this point, we call it "Presentations". The kids are assigned a topic each month and they must prepare a presentation on that topic. We encourage them to write note cards, have props, have an inventive introduction, and to focus on their audience. We are hoping that the children will gain confidence in their public speaking and be able to communicate without fidgeting, mumbling, hopping around, and saying "um" constantly.

Our first presentations were given last night. As we were about to begin, III tells me that he has a headache. I was functioning as "teacher" and not as "mommy", so I told him that we would deal with it in a few minutes. It turned out that he had a slight virus. He ended up skipping supper and going to bed early. He felt really bad physically, and I felt really bad emotionally for telling him to go ahead and do his presentation when he was sick.

Rosy was in costume for hers as Junie B. Jones, First Grader, going to a sleepover. I just forgot to tell III to change into presentation clothes. I'll work on that for next month.

We also painted pumpkins and wrote Halloween alliterations Monday afternoon. Our extra curriculars took longer than our regular classes.

Everything I needed to know about Fall Festivals

Test Run of the Outfit Friday night

With Thing One and Thing TwoWith Daddy at the Fall Festival

Several years ago, there was a popular book entitled, "Everything I Needed to Know about Life, I Learned in Kindergarten." The kids and I made the round of Fall Festivals this afternoon, and I am now filled with all the knowledge I will ever need about Fall Festivals. I learned it all in one hot, tiring, frustrating afternoon.

Here's the deal:

III and Rosy will be with their Bio Mom this Halloween. Through a fluke in scheduling, Hubby and I have had them every Halloween since we got married. Halloween is BIG for me. We all have to dress in theme. Planning usually begins in August and costumes can take weeks to make. The kids are accustomed to this and excitedly participate each year. Rosy has asked me many times what we are going to be this year, and I have had to tell her each time that we aren't doing a family theme with them this year because they will be gone.

Our church Fall Festival will be on Oct. 31st and Superman is going to be the Cat in the Hat. Hubby and I are going as Thing One and Thing Two. We really needed costumes where we could easily manage him, and this group seemed like the perfect answer.

Late this week, I started to feel bad that III and Rosy were going to completely miss out on seeing Superman in his outfit. I looked online at our newspaper's "Things to Do" section, and found 2 Fall Festivals scheduled for this Saturday afternoon. The kids and I made plans to attend them. They agreed to dress as Thing One and Thing Two to keep Superman company.

The first Festival was at the local Methodist church. It was advertised from 9 - 5 with a supper at 6 and a "singing" at 7. I picked the kids up from Bio Mom at 2PM and we hurried home and got in costume. We got to the Festival about 2:45. There were NO other kids in costume, so we spent 15 minutes unpinning the Thing One and Thing Two patches from their shirts and ditching the wigs. We were parked way out in a field and it took forever to get Superman in his stroller. (He rides sitting up like a big boy now!). We got to the entrance and the sign said "Tickets and Information". There was no one there and no one seemed to know where to get these tickets or where anyone with any information was. Finally after wandering around for a few minutes, we saw a sign that said, "Games Inside". We went inside only to see the workers dismantling all of the games. The only thing that was still working was the bounce house and, guess what, you had to have tickets to bounce. But, no one was still selling tickets! No adult that I asked for information seemed to care that I had three small children who were getting to do NOTHING! I was disgusted with the whole thing. If that's the face that the church is putting out to this community, it's no wonder that no one bothers to attend.

We then loaded up and went to the Fall Festival at the Methodist church across town. They had a cute little Festival going. The games were far below III's level, but that is sort of to be expected. Rosy had a great time, and we got to enjoy it as a family. Hubby wrapped up his meeting and was able to join us.

Here's what I've learned:

1. Stick to the posted times. Just because you're tired doesn't mean that a family that needs a church isn't going to show up with 5 minutes left in the event.

2. Identify the people who can provide information. Sometimes it was hard to tell who could help us find the next attraction or even the end of the line. What if I'd had a real problem? Or, needed a bathroom? Maybe church members or Festival workers need a little "My name is" pumpkin badge.

3. If there's a fee, state it up front. The first festival made no mention of having to buy tickets. What if I'd shown up with no cash? The second festival didn't charge anything. They just wanted you to have a good time.

4. Be generous. Both of my older kids said that they really liked that you got a good prize whether or not you won the games at the 2nd festival. Also, no one complained when we made a second round of the games. I had told the kids that they couldn't get candy the second time around, but the hosts insisted that it was okay. They had plenty!

5. Don't play favorites. The second festival we went to was at the site of a daycare. You could really tell when a daycare kid was playing one of the games. The workers really made over them. If it's an outreach, we need to reach out to the newcomers more.

6. Put on a good face. I saw and heard more than one worker ( and, I suppose, church member) at each festival say how glad they would be when "this" was "over". It didn't make me feel welcome.

7. Share Jesus. We spent several hours at church festivals and only one lady mentioned Jesus. She nicely painted Rosy's fingernails and as we were leaving, she said, "Rememer, sweetie, Jesus loves you." NOW, that's a message that the community needs! I'm married to a pastor and we talk about Jesus often, yet it stood out to me to hear such a simple beautiful truth from that stranger.

8. Make it fun! I always went Trick or Treating as a kid, so this idea of games is kind of different to me. I know that the church I attended in my 20s, did a Fall Festival with games. . Right now, our church does a Trunk or Treat with a hay ride. There are some mega-churches in our area that can (and do) put on a mini-fair for their Fall Festivals. Maybe, we should let them stick to the "midway" and we should do what we do. I've never been involved in planning our Trunk or Treat, and it has always come off beautifully without my two cents worth. I figure they don't need my nagging at this point. All I know is that whatever we do, we need to remember the fun of it.

Happy Halloween!

Plastic Surgery

Well, I called my dermatologist yesterday and got the results from my biopsy. Just as she suspected, it is a basal cell cancer. I don't really know a lot about what that means other than that it has to come out! She recommended that I see a plastic surgeon to have it removed. I'm really bummed that after all the damage Superman did to my looks, all I get to have the surgeon do is cut out a little spot on my collarbone. It seems like they should have a BOGO (Buy One, Get One) Deal. I (or my insurance) pays for the cancer removal, and they throw in a tummy tuck. Don't y'all think that's a good idea?

At least in the face of that kind of bad news, we have some cute pics from this last week.

I finally realized that the key to getting Superman to take a nap was to surround him. I have to watch him like a hawk when he is like this, but if I give him something to snuggle, he goes out like a light! In this pic, he is lying snuggled inside his Boppy with his bear, Larry, on top of him.

Hubby and I went out on a date (including Superman) Friday night. We stopped on the way home at Krispy Kreme. I order each of the big kids a pumpkin iced donut. The ones in the picture were cream filled with orange icing on the top that had a Jack-O-Lantern drawn on it in black icing. I never looked in the box. Imagine my disappointment when (after telling the kids about their pumpkin looking donuts) I opened the box and it was just regular donuts with orange icing. So, I whipped out the decorator icing, and told them we planned for them to make their own Jack-O-Lanterns.

III is at the age now where you don't dare not get him a Krispy Kreme hat because he'll feel left out, and you don't dare imply that you thought he was young enough to want a Krispy Kreme hat. It's a tightrope walk with him these days. I guess since we were at home and he was decorating a donut, it was cool to wear the hat. Or, maybe it was retro-cool. Or, maybe he was just trying to humor Mommy and Daddy. Who knows?

This is my new babysitter. I took a storage cube and lined it with a towel. It is just the right size for Superman to sit in. He sits up so he's happy. It's big enough for him to wiggle around in, but not big enough for him to lose his toys. It's perfect. This usually gets us about 20 minutes of peace during school.Rosy has found the Junie B. Jones chapter books and is reading them at about the rate of one each day. She has decided to teach Superman to read. The two of them LOVE to cuddle each other. They never get tired of it.
We went to the Pumpkin Patch Monday afternoon and got pumpkins for everyone to paint. Carving them is just a little too gross for us this year. I just know that Superman would end up eating pumpkin guts.

A Week Can Fly By...

Superman getting ready for Halloween!

Superman with an outfit on this head. He looks like a preppy sultan to me.

Superman in school.

I don't really know where this week went. It seems like just yesterday that I was blogging about my biopsy, and then I realize that it has been over a week. I think that by the time our whole family makes it through a Sunday and then gets back on schedule for school on Monday, I am too tired to function the rest of the week.



We have two services on Sunday mornings with a Sunday School time in between. I would prefer to go to the earlier service, but Hubby and I can't figure any way for us to do that without him having to get in the shower at 5:30AM. Realistically, if he has to get up at 5:30, he's not going to be at his best to preach at 9AM and 11:30 AM and teach again at 5:30PM. So, we have resigned ourselves to the fact that I may have to attend the later service until Superman is a little older. But, on the plus side, Mrs. Gail arranged for some baby furniture in our "Cry Room". We have a sound-proofed balcony area in our sanctuary for fussy babies and their parents. Superman and I end up there quite a bit. Sometimes he's just fussy and sometimes he can't understand why Daddy won't hold him (while he's preaching). The new swing in the cry room was a life saver last week!



Superman is tough to deal with on Monday mornings. He loves the attention he gets on Sundays and he thinks that there should be a crowd of people around to hold him on Mondays. He usually cries a lot during school hours on Monday. After listening to this fussing and whining all day Monday, Rosy and I got smart on Tuesday...we hauled his high chair over to the school room and let him have a seat with us. He loved it and we got done a lot more quickly and with fewer interuptions.



An update on III - School has really improved over the last week or two. We got Mid-Term Progress Reports at Roses Prep this week and he has 3 As, 3 Bs, and 1 C. We would like to see all As and Bs (really, I would like to see all As), but we understand how the C in Math happened. He takes a Math test every 5-10 lessons depending on the topics covered. So far, he's only had 2 Math tests for this grading period. One was a 102 and the other was a 66. Averaging those scores with his Quiz scores and his grade was a C. We have re-covered the material that was giving him trouble on the Math test, and his latest test grade (after the Progress Reports) was a 92. We expect this grade to be at least a B before the end of the term.

He has the starring role in the Christmas Play at his new stepdad's church. They attend church there every Wednesday night.

Hubby has started getting III up at 6AM each morning to have some study time before school. III then starts his lessons at 7AM and is usually done around 9AM. Then he reads and studies until 10AM. At 10AM each day, we administer any tests and quizzes for the day. This is a great plan for him because Rosy and I don't start school until around 8:30AM each day. This means that III is working with NO distraction for most of his school day. We've been doing it this way for a few weeks and his grades, attitude, and study habits have all improved. We've also thrown in a few afternoon naps that seem to help.

We also discovered that he may be suffering from hypoglycemia. Monday morning he was acting kind of "out of it" and went to the potty 4 times in 1 hour. I immediately assumed that he was either trying to skip his study time or he had developed diabetes overnight. I checked his blood sugars and discovered that it was 69. That's low! Not "dead" low, but pretty low for most of us. I know that I feel disoriented and confused when my blood sugars are in the high 70s. We have decided to start checking him mid-morning for a little while to see if this is a pattern. It could really explain why sometimes when you're talking to him, he really seems to be completely spaced out.

I'm working on matching Alabama outfits for Rosy and Superman. I decided to learn to applique. Hopefully they will be really cute and I will have pics to post soon.

The Big C

A while ago (long before I was pregnant with Superman), I noticed a blemish near my collar bone. It was just a little red spot and I didn't really pay it any attention. I assumed it was a bug bite or something and it would do its thing and go away. Then, while I was pregnant, I noticed that it seemed to get a little larger, but I was busy and didn't do anything about it. Now it's a few years since I first noticed it, and I decided that I should get it checked out. I mainly made this decision because it started changing in shape and texture. Well, today I went to the dermatologist, and she took one look at it and said that I had a skin cancer.

She didn't seem very disturbed by it, and even said that it was a "good" skin cancer. Obviously, she thinks it is good because it is not on her. It is on me, and I do not think it is good. It reminded me of people assuring us when Hubby had thyroid cancer a few years ago, that thyroid cancer was a good cancer to have. Clearly, it is better not to have cancer. However, we know so many people who are struggling for their lives right now fighting cancer that I considered not even blogging about my "good" cancer. I am thankful that God is with them and with me. No one likes to hear that they have any cancer, but I am thankful that my situation is very manageable. She biopsied the tissue today and I will know for sure whether or not it is cancer on Oct. 20th. My dermatologist was 99% sure that it was. So, soon I will probably be having it removed. Doesn't that sound like fun with a 5 month old?

Please keep us in your prayers!

A Blast from the Past

My mom is cleaning out the closets at her house which means that I have to sort out my junk. Most of my stuff is from high school because that's the last time I lived there. We are talking about prom glasses, report cards, old magazines, and other stuff that seemed vitally important at the time.



I don't know how everyone else communicated in high school, but we wrote "notes". My high school days are from a time before email, text message, and cell phones. If we wanted to catch up with each other (and have something to do while the teacher bored us with "knowledge") we wrote letters to each other talking about what we were wearing, what other people were wearing, what cute boys we had talked to, what cute boys we had seen but not talked to, and who we were liking that day. Somehow I ended up with buckets of these notes. Several years ago, right after college, I was home one weekend and flipped through some of them and threw all of them away. OR, so I thought.



This weekend, as I cleaned off the top shelf in the closet in my old bedroom, I found an amazing treasure. Most of you know that Hubby and I had a relationship when we were in High School and Junior High, and then we didn't speak for about 15 years after I graduated high school. Believe it or not, I found our letters from 1987 when I was in 8th grade and he was in 11th grade! Most of them are from me telling my friends about our relationship, or from my friends talking about our relationship. Little incidents are documented in these letters that we would never have remembered if we didn't have them written down. It's funny that we can both remember certain conversations that we had in certain places once we read these notes.

It's amazing, but we still interact today in much the same way we did then! We still talk around each other and aren't clear with what we mean. He still teases me, and it still hurts my feelings if I don't get the joke. I still get really mad and don't tell him why. He usually has no idea why I'm mad, so he just pretends that I'm not. We tend to get defensive and we both hate to admit where we are vulnerable. On the other side, it is amazing to me that all of the things that I listed in one letter that I loved about him are pretty much still the same. I could get mushier with this, but I'll spare us all that.

God is good to us, and we really enjoyed sitting down last night and looking through the notes. Remember to treasure the person you share your history with!

My Homesick Baby

I've been at my parents' house for several days. I left last Friday morning and got back last night. I took Superman with me and picked Rosy up in Alabama from her stepdad. We have had a nice, long weekend to relax in the country. There was only one real problem. It turns out that Superman has decided that he doesn't like to be away from home.

He cried pitifully every time he was put down ALL weekend. I had taken his Jumperoo and his swing, so he wasn't without his usual things. I got only one or two hours of sleep at a time all three nights. Even when he would fall asleep for his naps, he had to be held. If you tried to lay him down, he would SHRIEK! My mom and I decided that he was teething and gave him Tylenol. It helped a little, but he was miserable. When I left yesterday afternoon, he was laying in his car seat whimpering.

We got home last night around 6:30. I had warned hubby that it was going to be a miserable night and that he should be prepared for the baby to scream. Superman was asleep in his car seat and we moved it into the house and just let him sleep there while we unpacked. Believe it or not, that baby woke up in the best mood. He was SOOO glad to see Daddy and his house. He grinned and cooed and acted like he didn't even know how to cry. We were able to put him in his Jumperoo and his swing. He was okay in his crib. I've never seen such a change!

We may never go anywhere again. But, that's okay. After this weekend, my mom may not let us come back again. We are both soooo tired from the non-stop crying baby. The big kids (III and Rosy) go back to their mom today, and I am hopefully going to get to catch up on some rest.

When Daddy Fell Into the Pond

Another poetry reading from the Cantonment campus of Roses Prep!