pets

Keeping two blogs is nearly impossible for me, but I still like knowing that I have this space to come to and let it all out. I feel like I am busier than ever and it's starting to get stressful. Important things are getting neglected, like going to church. I feel like something has to give soon or we are all going to spaz out! Josh is loving school. I still feel like the transition to kindergarten is going to be extremely hard. The days he's not at school are the hardest days emotional and behavior wise because he is so tired from school and trying to keep up with his brother.

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It was an emotional day for me, much to my surprise. I took Josh to meet his preschool teacher today. I guess I hadn't prepared myself for this big step in his life. I thought, I've been through this before it should be a breeze. But as we walked into that new classroom and his little hand grabbed mine a little tighter, the tears started to well up in my eyes. He hid himself behind me as the teacher started to say hi and I felt so much for him walking into this unknown world. I'm sure the other parents thought I was a wreck, but I tried to put on a happy face as Josh played and I listened to all the growing up things he will be doing. I know that it will get easier as he gets more familiar with school and he will love it, but this stuff is hard. I'm glad I don't have to go to school anymore.

weekend

Aahh, what a relaxing weekend, filled with nothingness. It was really what I needed to regroup with my peeps, my boys, even the big guy. Saturday morning the boys and I went to a birthday party. Sunday we skipped church and a Nerf gun fight erupted involving all of us (even me). I haven't laughed that hard in awhile. I fixed fried chicken for dinner sunday and the boys ate more chicken than...., well, they ate ALOT. Maybe I should fix fried chicken more often. Even though the heat is stifling, the boys spent lots of time outside on Sunday (with numerous water breaks), by bedtime they were so sweaty and stinky and dirty, I made them stay in the bath tub for awhile just to soak all the stink off. Boys. Refreshed and renewed for a new week, but I wish the weekend didn't have to end.

day 3, friday--It seems that b-ball camp is not so easy, Josh cried again today, another kid hit him in the face with a basketball. Another ice pack and a few minutes beside grandma and he was ready to go back. i'm so glad it's friday. i worked some today, but also got to do some shopping all by myself while the boys were at basketball camp, what a relaxing time! Weekend is wide open, birthday party on Saturday morning and that's it. I've got to get organized soon, before school starts, I can't go another school year barely getting my kids through. I don't know why I struggle so much with keeping things orderly. I wish there were an easy solution. I was recognized by a girl at a store today as "michael millers mom", funny.

Day 2, thursday--Basketball camp today for Josh, he was very excited and ready to go. He acts a lot like me in new social situations, very nervous, not sure what to do. He was being lifted up by one of the student coaches and he hit his lip on the rim of the goal even before they started camp. Not a good way to start the day, they carried him off crying to get an ice pack. He came back ready to play but cried a couple more times before the two hours were up. Then if camp wasn't enough unwanted social situmlation, I had to take him to tour his new preschool, the tears almost came again, but he held them back as he clutched my leg. Thing he liked most about preschool, the sandbox outside. As soon as we got home, Josh begged to call daddy and tell him about camp, "i got baskets, and i got injury's" is what I hear him say. At least he takes his injurys with pride.

Day 1--Ordinary day, worked at Big K, took the boys to church, Josh informed us as we walked back to the car that he now had 3 girlfriends. I asked what their names were and he replied "I dunno". Four year old love, so simple and easy, i wish it were so easy. We ate okra and cucumbers fresh from papa's garden for dinner. Enjoyable, but ordinary day.