Good morning. \u00c2\u00a0The dogs are in and climbing all over me lobbying for their a.m. rub down. \u00c2\u00a0It is quite difficult to type with 200 plus pounds of dong on you. \u00c2\u00a0The Mister was our wake up call this morning…at 6:00 a.m. He had just finished lunch with Andrea Bocelli\u00c2\u00a0and was taking a walk with some friends. \u00c2\u00a0The meetings sound like they went well, but I will have him fill you in on the details.<\/p>\n
So, the wind…45 mph gusts with the wind chill \u00c2\u00a0making the temps feel more like the 20’s instead of the 40’s. The Weather person said to bring in from outside anything that you don’t want to fly away. \u00c2\u00a0The wind just blew so hard down our chimney that it blew out the pilot light. Too cold for me…I will have to really bundle up to get the dogs their walk. Ugh!<\/p>\n
The youngest stayed home with me yesterday. \u00c2\u00a0He read multiple books to me and wrote out his spelling words and sentences three times each. \u00c2\u00a0I let him know that if he stayed home there would be no television…and there wasn’t. \u00c2\u00a0I asked him at about 10 a.m. if he was really sick or if he just wanted a Mommy and Ty day. \u00c2\u00a0He said. “I just wanted us to have a day together….do I have to go to school now?” \u00c2\u00a0I told him that since he told the truth \u00c2\u00a0he could stay with me, but we would get his work from his teacher and he would have to complete it while the oldest completes his homework. We all had a good day and both boys went right to work on their homework after school…finished by 4:30.<\/p>\n
I volunteer in the 2nd grade today and then I have a P.T. appointment at 1:00p.m. The doctors and p.t.’s have cancelled every appointment I have had since before Christmas. \u00c2\u00a0Unbelievable. \u00c2\u00a0We will see what they have to say.<\/p>\n
I think the boys and I may go see a movie tonight or tomorrow….before the game. It is “Orange ” friday here in Colorado to show our support for the Broncos. \u00c2\u00a0I am going to have to \u00c2\u00a0search for Orange for the boys to wear. \u00c2\u00a0I may raid dad’s shirts to throw over the top of whatever the boys choose to wear.<\/p>\n
I am sure both kiddos grew in the night. \u00c2\u00a0They both came running past me…yes running and I am quite sure that their legs are longer today. \u00c2\u00a0The dogs think it is a chase game and I am chanting “Stay Calm Mommy”. \u00c2\u00a0I am trying not to micro-manage everything the boys and the dogs do. \u00c2\u00a0I can remember when I was a little girl, running through our T.V. room and seeing how far I could slide on my jammy clad knees on our kitchen floor. \u00c2\u00a0The kitchen floor must have been 40 yards of polished linoleum…great for sliding. \u00c2\u00a0Sometimes I would\u00c2\u00a0\u00c2\u00a0start at the halfway point in the kitchen…there was a swinging butler door that connected to the dining room. \u00c2\u00a0I would bust through that door like a cowboy entering a saloon and then sprint though the dining room and living room, around the corner of the foyer through the family room and then sliiiiide… It was so much fun, especially after a dry coat of Future Floor Wax. Super slippery! I also climbed up in every door jam around the house. \u00c2\u00a0I would just hang out there with my back leaning on one side and my legs crossed and braced on the other side. \u00c2\u00a0It was always nice to be at eye level or above with my Mom and Dad. \u00c2\u00a0I don’t remember being scolded or asked not to do any of these things, so I’ll just chant and let the boys run until something gets broken.<\/p>\n
If you have a childhood memory or two…please share.<\/p>\n
I am off to find orange shirts for the kiddos. \u00c2\u00a0Have a great day and God Bless<\/p>\n
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Good morning. \u00c2\u00a0The dogs are in and climbing all over me lobbying for their a.m. rub down. \u00c2\u00a0It is quite difficult to type with 200 plus pounds of dong on you. \u00c2\u00a0The Mister was our wake up call this morning…at … Continue reading