I am so over this whole moving thing. Oh, except the moving isn't over because a bunch of our junk lovely possessions are still in the basement and garage of the 'old' house.
The little kids and the dog are totally confused. A bazillion times per day I hear, "Mom, are we donna lib hewe? Are we going to da new house or da old house?" At first, I patiently explained. After the millionth time, I became annoyed. At this point, I'm trying very hard not to be sarcastic. The dog...well, we won't even go there. Needless to say, she is banished to her crate whenever we are gone.
Jeff had to go out of town on Tue. and will be back Thur. night, hence my mindset,
"When I got up this morning, I had one nerve left. And now you're getting on it."
When I have too much to do, I tend to get cranky with toddlers who keep getting underfoot.
Just when I was at my crabbiest and was putting the kids to bed tonight, God changed my perspective as I listened to SaraGrace say her prayers.
"Dear God, thank you for giving me such a great family. I love how you did dat. And thank you for how good You are to me. I like how you do dat. And thank you for my great family and friends. I like how you did dat for me...." She kept thanking God for her great family and I felt like such a heel that I had been so short with everyone all day.
Even when I am a crab, my sweet girl finds it in her heart to tell me, "You're da best mom, ever."
My sweet little punkin was diagnosed with ADHD this week--not a very big surprise. She now has an IEP at school and will hopefully get lots of extra help.
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Last week, Ryan was almost positive he was going to be discharged from the Army. He consistently failed the running part of PT, which is required to stay and graduate. We began making plans for what he would do when he came home. Adding a bedroom in the basement, car, college, etc. Our brains and emotions were spinning. He took what he thought was his last running test and failed it.
The next day, he sent me a text..."I passed PT!!!!! I'm goin' to Korea!" I couldn't believe it! He had run again that morning and he suddenly ran a minute faster than he had been running previously. We had been praying that if God wanted Ryan to stay in the military, He would enable Ryan to pass the run. If He wanted Ryan home, He would not help Ryan pass it.
I would call that answer miraculous--even though I'm not totally sure that I like the answer.
Readjusting emotions again....
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All spring, we have been watching for our swan friends to show off their babies. The mama swan was gone for so long, we began to fear that she had died or something. But no....this week, they debuted their six adorable babies! We went over there today for a little bit to see if they would allow the babies to get close to us. Surprisingly, they did! We were hissed at quite a bit and the Mama positioned herself between us and the babies, but we got a great view of them. The big girls were dying to hold one.
This little cutie climbed onto his Mama's back and rode for awhile.
Cleaning up after a long swim
