Oh...I forgot to mention that what started out as a joke, turned into a neighborhood party at our house tonight for New Year's Eve, kids and all.....not so sure that is going to fly tonight under the present circumstances.....but the kids are madly cleaning the house today just in case, and I have already shined my sink!
Monday, December 31, 2007
Oh...I forgot to mention that what started out as a joke, turned into a neighborhood party at our house tonight for New Year's Eve, kids and all.....not so sure that is going to fly tonight under the present circumstances.....but the kids are madly cleaning the house today just in case, and I have already shined my sink!
Sunday, December 30, 2007
On the up-side, Lyle is still alive(for a brief time this morning, we feared he was on the side of the road somewhere from the late night before), and Laura is finally breathing well. She has only taken preventative nebs today, and made it to and back from a cold hockey arena without being thrown into breathing difficulties. Hooray! For some reason, she was looking forward to church all day, and was very happy to finally go with Grandma this afternoon. Crispy learned how to skate backwards today! It is pretty cool, especially since he just barely learned how to skate forwards! Michael had another hockey scrimmage this evening, and they played very well...it was fun to watch...still no fights, though. Jonny got to read over 2 hours to finish his new book, and made dinner for all of his younger siblings that he babysat tonight. Now it is off to bed early tonight to try to catch up on some much needed sleep.
Saturday, December 29, 2007
As weekends always go, this was another one dedicated to hockey. Crispy had a practice 30 minutes north in Mound, which ended at the same time Michael's scrimmage was beginning 30 minutes south, in Chaska. Being the die-hard hockey parent that I now am, Crispy and I boogied it to Michael's game immediately upon his own practice completion. As an alternative, we could have just gone 20 minutes farther north, and made it on time to Uncle Billy's house in Maple Grove for poker, but no, we sacrificed that to support Michael instead. Even Alex was there (having no choice along the way)!
The scrimmage was good, as the teams were well matched. Thomas was bouncing and cheering much of the time. To Alex's dismay, Michael did not prove good on his promise to get into a fight, but one of our other players almost did. It really was a pretty clean game, just good hockey playing without the nasties that can sometimes emerge. It was fun.
We then made our 45 minute trek to our poker destination. Grandma & Lyle had thankfully brought the girls and Jonny ahead of time, sparing them 3 hours of hockey. Bob & I caravanned up with the rest of the crew, making a short pit stop in Plymouth to view one of Bob's online creative Christmas lighting display friends' home set to music as ours is. It was a very nice display, but not as intricate or as involved as my husband's. It was really cool seeing someone else using the same technology though!
Poker was fun, and Sharon's homemade lasagna was even better! Yummy dinner that they had saved for us latecomers!! Lyle was brand new to poker, but was doing remarkably well. He was beating the pants off of all of us at our table, but as time passed, he was sent into the other room. Like a sheep led to slaughter (sorry about the metaphor, but it really does fit well here!), he had gone from leader in our room, to out of the game in one round playing with the ruthless serious folk. Poor Lyle!
Bob ended up winning the game (which is never much of a surprise). Jonny and Michael each held in there as the rest of us fell, one by one. Finally, down came Michael, quickly followed by Jonny as the blinds reached levels impossible to pay. Good job, guys! Then back to home and finally to bed at 1am. *yawn* Maybe not the wisest choice with New Year's just one day away....now we are pre-tired out!
Friday, December 28, 2007
Quadruple bonus today was the ridding and returning of my oxygen tanks. Nothing has made me feel older this year than being in the hospital with a PE, and then following up at home with oxygen therapy for the remainder of the summer. Something about being hooked up by your nose to that massive noisy machine that is supplying your body with the vital oxygen it needs to survive just makes one feel a little bit wimpy and vulnerable...not quite so strong. To quote Melissa today as she said, "I'm too young to be old!"
The huge metal tank, we affectionately referred to as R2D2, contained the liquid oxygen necessary to fill the little portable tank with an eight hour supply when travelling. It went places with me like to my brother-in-law's wedding in May and visits to friends and relatives in June. The medium sized gray contraption provided my nighttime oxygen in my room. Pulling the oxygen directly out of the room air and through filters in the machine, it made very loud humming sounds and sounded like a breathing ventilator machine that even though hidden in a closet to mute it's sound, was still very disturbing to wake up and hear in the middle of the night....sounded like being back in an ICU room. It did, however, serve its purpose well, and most certainly made breathing easier in those recovery months. It was especially comforting to me when I was lucky enough to get Shingles at the end of May along the same nerve line that my PE and lung pain had been. All 60 pounds of the bulky machine even accompanied me to Colorado when Pam and I took our spontaneous vacation in July with the kids. In and out of hotel rooms every night, I'll admit I was happy to have it along being at nearly an elevation of 10,000 feet where the oxygen level is reduced to begin with!
I have not used any of these machines for more than 3 months now, yet they have remained in my daily pathway as a constant reminder of the most frightening event of 2007. With the discontinuation of Coumadin in November, I would be lying to say I am not nervous about another event occurring. Unfortunately, there is no way at this point to predict it, and also no real reason to expect it, yet there is also no surprise in repeating it. I guess this will be another area in my life to just take the jump with faith and trust God's will to lead me through whatever it might be, good or bad....just as we have seemingly frequently done so in the most recent years. So as of today, I am moving on.....So long, R2D2! Goodbye, at least for now!!!
Thursday, December 27, 2007
Having Bob as a Pediatrician for a husband certainly has its perks. I was able to text page him for some oral steroids for Laura, and 10 minues later, it was all set up for me to pick up at the pharmacy. This is such nasty tasting stuff...bitter and gross despite supposed "great-tasting flavor" added. It is always such a struggle to get down, but it is so worth it as usually like clockwork, Laura turns the corner 24 hours after beginning the medication. This time, we are trying a chewable instead of the disgusting icky sticky liquid. It was quite easy for her to chew and swallow down with a chocolate milk chaser, but not before she tried to push all the mush back out with her tongue......apparently it still tastes awful.
My mom and I went back to the photography studio today to view the family photos. It was amazing how nice of a picture was prepared of 20 people, 12 of whom were children......with just a few head switches, it was quite a good photo! You gotta love the technology of digital photography! I am very excited to see the final product in frame and all. It will also be nice to have a new family photo hanging above our mantel...one that includes cute little Tubbers with the rest of us.
Sounds like Laura needs yet another neb....please pray that things will turn around for her soon! And also, that her cousin Abi, who had her tonsils removed today, will have a very speedy and pain-free recovery!!!
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Sledding was slick through the snow....to quote Michael, "It is perfect out here!" And it really was. Our tumbling was cushioned by the new snow, and the ice layer below kept our sleds moving, propelling us down the hill, over the sidewalk, through the wetlands, and more times than I care to recount, smack into a tree that decided to pop up there this year. Laura was not too thrilled with the fresh snow flying into her face during each descent, so after 3 runs, she gave up her sled for the swingset instead. Michael was getting quite agile on his snowboard by the end of our session, and Crispy was giving it a try too...in fact, he was making it 3/4 of the way down the hill before tipping over! Jonny got to experience sliding down the hill on his bare belly during an unfortunate mishap involving a run-in with my oncoming sled. Funny, he didn't really want to try that again. After a "broken leg", a "broken hand", a "broken foot", and a "broken back", we decided to call it a night....it was also getting dark, and the snowmobilers were getting precariously closer to us as they zoomed through the wetlands, out to the lake.
Crispy and I climbed the hill to the front yard and sat on a snowbank across the street to watch the light show....it was a rare opportunity to have the cul-de-sac alone without a variety of onlooking vehicles. We could not hear the music from our location, but we know these songs so well that we surprised ourselves by being able to sing along with the light show....pretty cool, for us! Being now very dark, our cheeks were pretty cold, so we headed inside to get orders for Chinese food from our favorite in-town restaurant. Now THIS was a good vacation day!
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Monday, December 24, 2007
We (I should clarify by 'we', I mean "I") spent a leisurely morning wrapping presents in our already clean kitchen, then getting seven kids in and out of the tub so that they would be smelling pretty for all of the hugs they would be getting later. We then began our Christmas festivities with our newest favorite tradition....starting it all off by going to church. It is such a wonderful way to begin the holiday, and really places our perspective in the right place...putting our focus on the birth of Jesus, the best Christmas gift of all. Despite 6 Christmas Eve services, about 2000 chairs, and the taking of RSVPs for each, the place was PACKED. People were standing and sitting on the floor in the aisles when we finally made it there after dropping the kids off downstairs. I don't know how they did it(maybe with really big sticks), but Grandma & Lyle had somehow warded off hundreds of people to save us the last 6 seats in the building. Thank you!...you guys win the Christmas prize today!
Back at our house, we had a really great, relaxing time. Everything just seemed to come easily together. Great food, great family, great games, great conversation, and the most awesome Christmas lighting show outside our window. We were all so happy to see Grandpa Z arrive, who had conquered the icy Minnesota roads all the way from Duluth. The kids had taught Grandpa C how to play cribbage last weekend, so he and Auntie Erin were new additions to the tournament this year. My dad(Grandpa C) and I were paired up for the first round. After a brutal game, he beat me by one point (OR did I let him win????), and went on to play Uncle Alan, the Great Cribbage Master(GCM). Michael ended up winning the tournament, as he finally kept the lead against the GCM after playing a full 3 rounds. Congrats, Michael!
By the glow of the advent wreathe, we enjoyed a beautiful reading of the Christmas story read by Michael, Jonny, and Melissa. It was followed by a round of Christmas carols sung at the piano, and many good-bye hugs as our loved ones ventured out into the cold (and the crowd of onlookers parked in the cul-de-sac with their lights off watching the show). With the Grandparents still with us, we completed the evening with the always popular Dice Game.....though the kids really like it, it is somewhat controversial as the game ends with a "stealing round". This always leaves the potential for things to get ugly, and seems to be the opposite of what Christmas is about. Oh well.....we made it through with smiles on everyone's faces, and I think we are all still friends.
Laura made it fairly well throughout the day, needing nebs only every 3 or 4 hours. She was not quite as rambunctious as normal, but she seemed to enjoy herself with all of the relatives, and her twin cousins. She finally curled up on the couch at about 9pm, with her new Max & Ruby dolls clutched tightly to her chest. Thomas did great, keeping smiley and happy all night long(all the extra attention probably helped)...he even kept that adorable Santa hat on the entire time! At 10:30pm, all the kids headed off to bed, and it was back to ending the day the way it had started.....wrapping presents....this time til 3am!!!
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Saturday, December 22, 2007
Friday, December 21, 2007
Thursday, December 20, 2007
I have always chosen dentists for my kids very carefully so that they will develop good habits. They have always loved going to the dentist. Really...they actually get excited about it. When we moved, I chose one here that had won Minneapolis Magazine top doc of the year. He's great. I finally got up the nerve the last time my kids were in to see him to make an appointment myself. After all, if all 5 of them go in and come out smiling each visit, it can't be that bad, right?
So this morning, I went in feeling like a pouty little 3 year old...."I don't want to be here", "I don't like it,"'I just want to go home." The dentist and his assistant were very patient and kind. They actually took the time beforehand to sit in a pleasant sitting room with me and offered Christmas cookies and coffee while we talked about things first. The checkup went well, and they were impressed that things were in such good shape. They joked that apparently I did only need to come in once every ten years...they should not have said that, because now I may do just that.
We had a REALLY great group of visitors this evening. Our wonderful friends from Vining, Minnesota came to visit. Though they are always so busy with a myriad of family engagements when they come to the cities, they somehow find time to squeeze us in....for that we are so thankful! It is one of the things we look forward to each Christmas. We enjoyed playing games and sitting around chatting, watching the kids play. It is always so nice to get together...like getting together with family. Thank you for visiting us, Hauck family! We are already looking forward to our annual summer visit with them in the country for Watermelon Day in August. Lisa is so amazing: all the home cooked food, plus homeschooling their kids, tending a large garden, and sewing many of their clothes....she could open up her own bed and breakfast, restaurant, and store in one. Nick takes the kids on awesome "tours" through the country at night, looking for bears with giant spotlights. They are always such hospitable hosts...someday I hope to be as good as that to them.
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Tonight, we went to a lovely German restaurant in Hutchinson. Pam had given us a gift certificate last Christmas, and came over tonight to babysit to make sure that we used it. It was fabulous! It felt like we were welcomed into someone's German home, and treated to fantastic home cooked German food. So much more quaint than the restaurants in the cities. It was so relaxing just being there with my husband, not worried about the kids, enjoying the wonderful aromas, sipping on Apfel spiced wine, looking at all the pictures....I almost felt like I was back there again. The hospitality was excellent....felt like we were visiting relatives for the holidays. Sigh...perhaps someday I WILL be able to go back to Germany...Christmastime would be ultra-fabulous!
Here is an updated picture of our house. It was so beautiful today with all of the frost on the trees. It added a whole new dimension to the light show. Isn't it pretty? As Max from Max & Ruby would say, "Gorgeous!"
Monday, December 17, 2007
I picked up Melissa and Crispy from school (Melissa was kind of excited to skip half of a day!), dropped Michael off back at the house after band, threw dinner in the crockpot, grabbed a handful of snacks for the car ride, and we were off! Again, via cell phone, my mom helped me find a place to park. I really don't know where this fear of downtown came from, but I can't get past the mind mush that comes over me while driving in it. We waited on the roof level of the ramp for Grandma & Grandpa & our cousins to arrive....there. All better....now we are not alone!
We had planned on eating lunch first, but couldn't resist getting off the elevator on the 8th floor when we saw there was NO LINE for the display! We got to enjoy every scene for as long as we wanted, without strangers pushing at us from all angles and without tripping over little kids who had lost their parents in the crowd. The story of the Nutcracker was new to all of the kids, but every one of them seemed to enjoy watching it unfold scene by scene. Even the babies liked the animations and lit up displays. At the end, we got to visit privately with Santa...what a patient man he was as we spent 10 minutes getting that perfect photo with him and all 7 little people together!
We then had lunch (again with no line) on the 12th floor, where I learned that it takes 15 minutes to make a PB & J sandwich. While eating, Laura became very distressed because she forgot to tell Santa about some other things she REALLY wanted for Christmas and was begging to go back to talk to him. I tried to explain we could write an email to him when we got home. She was not too sold on this idea, and remained distressed about her plight for the rest of the day. After their main meal, the kids all munched on yummy gingerbread men cookies that Tia Lisa had purchased at the Nutcracker display. We then were on our way out of Macy's.
My dad graciously rode in my truck with me and my now crying baby as we drove through unfamiliar (to me) streets to see the frozen Minnehaha Falls. I hadn't been there since about high school! It was pretty cool to see the frozen cascading waters suspended in time....if you looked very closely, you could see water still rushing under the frozen layers of ice under one part of the falls.
We took a leisurely scenic drive along the Mississippi back to my parents' house, passing our childhood homes and schools, and looking at Christmas lights (none compared to our own at home!). After a nice little dinner and more playtime with the cousins, we reluctantly said our good-byes and got ready to leave. As we walked out to the truck, we heard Christmas carols playing from Santa's firetruck down the street. We quickly walked down the road to the next corner to catch another glimpse of Santa. He waved as he passed us, while his firemen helpers passed out candycanes. As Santa drove away, Laura yelled out that she wanted Max & Ruby DVDs for Christmas....he seemed to reply "Ho ho ho!" She turned back around with a look of satisfaction and relief that she finally got to finish telling Santa her Christmas list wishes. What a nice end to such a wonderful day!
Sunday, December 16, 2007
While I wasted my day on the couch with my eyes closed, under the umbrella of mercy (see, I was able to listen a little bit at church!), the girls were at Grandma's house baking Christmas cookies. Daddy took Michael to his hockey game. Alex was visiting his girlfriend. My mom kept us informed throughout the day of the goings on with the Miami cousins in case my headache went away and we could meet them somewhere. In a surprise move, I motivated myself with mind power off of the couch, took my remaining children into the truck, picked up Grandma Z and the girls, and met everyone downtown (!!!!!!!!!) for the Hollidazzle parade.
We found parking in a ramp that had obviously been built before SUV's came around. My truck brushed the clearance sign as we pulled in, but there were too many cars behind me in the crowded downtown streets for me to back up and get out. We held our breaths and drove about 7 MPH, careful not to hit any bumps along the way that would cause us to "jump" a bit into the ceiling. We managed to find a spot, and were on our way to meet everyone at their skyway seats. My mom kept us informed via cell phone, and did her best giving me directions to where they were. Unfortunately for me and the rest of my crew, my brain, even under normal circumstances, seems to freeze over when I am faced with being downtown and trying to find my way around. It is like a weird panic attack felt only in my brain (the same thing happens if someone talks to me about computers or chemistry). Once outside, we ended up walking the wrong way, but my brother thankfully had spotted us from their skyway perch, and ran down to rescue and lead us safely inside. On the up-side, I think that our little lost jaunt in the cold evening air helped my headache quite a bit, and allowed me to enjoy the last part of my Sunday.
The kids were very excited to be with their cousins again, and to watch the parade. From the giant Cub Foods shopping cart, to nursery rhymes in lights, with Santa and his reindeer at the very end, we all happily and comfortably watched through the windows of the skyway. Thomas cheered as he sat at the window watching the pretty lights go by. Laura seemed more interested in the snacks that Grandma had smartly brought along, but at least she was being well behaved. We all agreed it was even better than last year. I think Grandma Z was happy to finally see what the Hollidazzle parade was all about, and she definitely enjoyed seeing the Miami family again. Jonny & I hope to view it from outside next year to experience the sounds with the sights....as long as it is warm enough!
Saturday, December 15, 2007
We had a great day visiting with our whole family together. We ate lunch at Pizza Ranch (thank you Grandma & Grandpa!), then came back to our house to just hang out, play , go sledding(my brothers and I each taking our fair share of tumbles down the hill...that hurts a lot more than I remember as a child!), and sip hot cocoa with Christmas marshmallows. It seems so odd that it has been a whole year since we have seen the Miami family...it feels like we have just blinked and a year has gone by already. Thanks to the wonderful world of internet and all the pictures we have been able to share back and forth over the course of the year, the miles separating us do not seem as long and severe.
All the girls looked especially cute together...5 in all, roughly the same age, with Melissa as big sister. It is so much fun to watch them giggling and doing girlie things. Outside, they looked like pretty little pink and purple puff balls against the white snow. Lucas took an instant liking to Crispy, and followed him everywhere...I think Crispy was thrilled to feel so important! Thomas copied everything that Lucas said(and most was in Spanish)...he said sounds we have never heard before. The older boys learned to play a Grecian game with Uncle Cally, and taught Grandpa some cribbage. Grandma enjoyed sitting in the rocking chair holding sweet babies. With the twins and Abi, Laura & Melissa were simply thrilled. What a great day!
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Tonight, Michael's hockey team had a late night scrimmage against a team from another city. A scrimmage is even more relaxed than a game because it does not count on district rankings. It is basically a fun practice session, except with referees present...the kids really enjoy scrimmages, but they do play as hard as if it were a real game. Towards the very end of the game, one of our guys had quite a bad run-in with an opposing players hockey stick. The handle jammed hard into his stomach and knocked him flat onto the ice, clearly in much pain. Barely a minute passed when some dad from the other team started obnoxiously yelling, "Oh, come on! He's just faking! He's not hurt! Let's go!" After several minutes of this, my husband, natural advocate for children, had had enough. Bob calmly walked over to the guy and said,"Hey, that is really poor form," and politely asked him to stop heckling our injured player, who is just a child after all. Naturally, this did not sit well with Mr.Heckler. He tried intimidating us for the last 2 minutes of the game using threatening stares and body language. He stood at the top of our aisle, as if daring us to walk by. His pride had somehow been injured by my husband's request even though acting like a donkey's behind was apparently perfectly acceptable to him. As we waited for our son to come out of the locker room, his eyes threw daggers at us continuously. I don't know how Bob felt, he stood out of this guy's view path, but I was REALLY nervous. I was sure this crazy, angry-for-nothing man would be waiting for us and our baby in the parking lot with a knife, or gun, or something. The tension in the air felt heavy. This all seemed so ridiculous......I don't get it! Are things like this really so important to get so worked up over? Aren't we adults? What in the world is going on?
Lucky for us, our son is always last out of the locker room. We watched as one by one, our comrades left the building, soon to be leaving us to fend for ourselves alone, 45 minutes away from home, in the middle of nowhere, where no one will hear us scream. Even though Heckler Jr had come out of the locker room 10 minutes prior, Heckler Sr continued to glare at us and wait. We'd never been in a fight before...were we going to make it out alive? Our son continued taking his sweet time, and finally after almost 20 minutes, Mr.Heckler left(maybe because now it was 10:30pm and he had to drive 40 minutes home also). I was still expecting a dangerous meeting outside. But when we finally emerged from the building, the guy was not there. Whew!
I guess we can only be in charge of ourselves and what we do or say. People who are irrational and mentally unstable are going to make decisions in like manner leading to very unpredictable outcomes. It is unfortunate that we have to fear for our own safety in what should be a regular encounter with a fellow human being. But that is the world we presently live in....we are not immune to this, even here in Minnesota.
Monday, December 10, 2007
We made it through the toy store, and electronics store buying only presents for people on our list. Not a single cave-in "present" for my little helpers today even though they squealed with excitement at each new aisle laden to the brim with toys. They did a really great job picking out things for others and resigning to adding things they wanted to their Christmas list. Even Laura made it without being crabby and difficult!
Later that evening, I was driving home from cub scouts with Jonny, and stopped to fill up gas in Daddy's car as a nice surprise for him. As I reached for my credit card to pay at the pump, I could find it no where. Being that it was my bank card with direct access to our checking account, I became immediately distraught. I remembered that the last place I used it was Taco Bell (I had to use a big-guns card at Toy R Us)....why was it not in my purse? At home, I called Taco Bell, hoping they had forgotten to give me back my card, while my none-too-pleased husband stood by waiting to cancel our account. After 5 minutes of looking, TB came up with nothing. Rats....where was it? I now remembered grabbing it from the TB guy, but not putting it in my purse. Why was that? I ALWAYS put it right away. I began thinking I had thrown it away with the TB bag in the toy store parking lot...I must have been loopier than I thought on headache meds and muscle relaxers. I guess that would be better than being in the hands of someone else. I called the toy store anyway to ease my mind. Luckily, a woman had turned it in earlier that day...around 2pm when I was there....she had found it lying in the parking lot. What a relief! ALL of our money is in that account, and anyone could have picked it up and gone on quite a wild shopping spree. I am so thankful to that woman who found it immediately after I lost it, and who did the right thing even though it could have been so easy to ignore it or worse. I am thankful for living in this state of ours, and for all the people in it who prove that we live up to our namesake of "Minnesota Nice."...even the people who live in the big city.
Sunday, December 9, 2007
For the past few games, I have been working on clapping with Thomas. We will cheer as I help him clap his hands together. He just smiles from ear to ear and thinks it is a lot of fun. He never replicated it, but often by the end of games, he would be making noises as we cheered.
Today, I left with Michael for 30 minutes to take care of our neighbor's dog. When we got home, Daddy was sitting on the floor playing catch with a ball with Thomas. Each time Thomas "caught" the ball, my baby cheered "Awahaw!" and clapped his hands together! He was not only catching a ball, but clapping and cheering all on his own! Now how did that happen? I only left him for 30 minutes and Daddy taught him a new trick. Thomas was so proud of himself. Maybe Daddy should be the one homeschooling Michael too.....Michael could be done with high school by next Saturday at that rate!
Saturday, December 8, 2007
Today, Jonny, Melissa, and Crispy participated in the children's Christmas program at our church. There were more than 200 kids in the show....it was quite an impressive turnout. These kids have been practicing every Sunday since September, with extra rehearsals last week (sometimes 3 hours long!)and the result was fabulous. Jonny and Crispy each had a small speaking part, and Melissa was part of a dance routine. It is such a great way to start the season's festivities and to keep the meaning of Christmas in perspective. Listening to the children sing about the gospels and reciting verses into the microphone was truly priceless. I sometimes felt as if we were in the middle of a Charlie Brown Christmas special with how sweet their voices sounded. Our church takes ministry very seriously and the gifted people who volunteer their time to make it happen dedicate countless hours to the cause. The result is always fantastic, accurate, worshipful, and moving. Even with the memorized songs of the Christmas program still floating in their heads, the kids are already so excited to start up practicing for the Easter program after the beginning of the new year. We love our church!
After the program, we had dinner and poker at our house with everyone who trudged all the way out in the cold. Thank you Grandma & Grandpa, Grandma & Lyle, Uncle Billy & Aunt Sharon, and Dave, Carly, & Ryan!! The kids were so excited to share their story with you....it meant so much to them to have you there. And we had such a fun night hanging out with everyone in the glow of the fireplace amongst the din of "Check, bet, or fold" and "All in!". We love our family!!!
Friday, December 7, 2007
Thursday, December 6, 2007
Just as the flakes are sparkling outside my window, my children's accomplishments seem to be sparkling this week as well. Today, report cards came home. I am pleased to say that all of the kids are doing wonderfully....We've got "A's" aplenty for EVERYONE! Melissa is making great progress on meeting her team goals in school as well. At conferences, I enjoyed the gushing comments over my children from their teachers: "Melissa is so sweet, and so determined. She is just a joy." "Jonny is such a leader in the classroom. All the boys want to pick him as a partner for assignments." "Christopher is so bright and kind...he does not have a problem with anyone or anything." "Alex is an amazing kid...I like his passion for things." "Michael is such a great student and role model..I will miss him in our classroom." And the comments went on and on. As icing on the cake, Michael was also named as one of the hockey captains this evening for his team!
I take no credit for these things....my kids' accomplishments are their own doings. They are projections of the usage of their God-given gifts and talents. It pleases my soul to see them utilize their abilities and to let themselves shine. Each year, actually each conference I attend, it seems harder to fight back the tears of joy and pride (good kind of pride) in my children. It is such a fantastic thing to watch them blossom over the years....not only academically, but socially and spiritually as well. Looking at my baby, I can see each of my other children as they were as infants. It boggles my mind to compare them from their tiny little starts to the big things they are doing now. God has certainly blessed us greatly...for that I will be forever thankful...even on days when things seem impossible. My children ROCK!!