Oh, my dear children. I am sorry it has been so long since I have written. I probably should try to go back and keep up.
But life is moving pretty fast these days. In fact, I often feel like we are at warp speed. I have taken a new job. I work two days a week for your daddy helping kids who need a little extra time or support or love.
You are adjusting to a new school. I try to help out when I can, your teachers do seem to like you quite a bit! Your conferences were great, they feel that you are academically where you need to be. I will always push you to be a little better and do a little more. Occasionally, it’s totally fine to be right in the middle of the bell curve!
My sweet son, we are going to have to work a little harder on your \TH sound as you are having a little difficulty and we don’t want kids to start to tease you. Your daddy had a little speech challenge in third grade -- as well as your uncle and your cousin. I’m really not surprised! You are super smart, super sensitive and still trying to find your way with friends at school. It has not been easy for you. We see tears from you at least once a week and it does break your mama’s heart. My heart is attached to yours, it’s just biologically knit that way.
You are seeing the world is black-and-white. You think that if you have more than one friend you are not being true to your best friend. We are hoping that you will begin to see that life could be rewarded with so many wonderful people drifting in and out as God has ordained. Mama still experiences this on a yearly basis. Making new friends is one of life‘s greatest rewards and we hope that you can continue to find more!
As for my dear KK, you are kicking butt and taking names. You negotiate everything. The last month has seen you soar in your reading skills. Instead of being obstinate and refusing to do anything, you’re reading finger has popped out, you follow along, you’ve slowed down and you are nailing your quizzes at school. And you’re finally beginning to enjoy reading as well. It makes me… And aunt Liz… And grandpa… And grandma… And all the lovers of reading quite happy.
And as for my sweet husband, you are in the middle of killing yourself at work right now. In fact tonight, as I have found a way to spend a few moments quietly in the corner getting a post up, you are still hard at work. We are coming on 13 hours at this point with a little more to go. It’s been a difficult last few weeks. Budget cuts continue to plague the entire county and you continue to absorb more in your role. Sooner or later there’s only so much you can take. But you handle it with as much grace as you can muster. I’m incredibly proud of you.
We got Thanksgiving cards out in the mail this year instead of Christmas cards to let people know of our new address. Thanksgiving is a few short days away and once again we will have a houseful of people. Before that, we will host a surprise birthday party and have a little fun with our friends. It is that beautiful time of year that I have come to love so much. Recently, my joy had been socked away as rising to do lists continue to plague me. But having some help this year has really adjusted my brain and got it back on track. I am able to see things in a different kind of light. I can’t say that it will always be easy or that I will logically get to the end result as quickly as I am currently doing. But as our sermon series just concluded after 11 weeks, it is entirely possible to find joy under pressure. This is my hope for our entire family.
We’re looking at the last six weeks of the year. I’ve become nostalgic around this time, evaluating what we’ve done and where we’re going. I wonder often if we will be able to continue to thrive and ride this wave of blessings that we have certainly been given. There is no amount of gratitude that I can muster that will show my thankfulness. But, this week reminds me it’s always important to try.
I might have not written in a while, I have forgotten to post pictures of all the exciting events that have come and gone. I am going to try harder to finish off the year to probably create one last book for our arsenal.
Life is always changing, roll with the punches, as behind every closed door another window opens.
But life is moving pretty fast these days. In fact, I often feel like we are at warp speed. I have taken a new job. I work two days a week for your daddy helping kids who need a little extra time or support or love.
You are adjusting to a new school. I try to help out when I can, your teachers do seem to like you quite a bit! Your conferences were great, they feel that you are academically where you need to be. I will always push you to be a little better and do a little more. Occasionally, it’s totally fine to be right in the middle of the bell curve!
My sweet son, we are going to have to work a little harder on your \TH sound as you are having a little difficulty and we don’t want kids to start to tease you. Your daddy had a little speech challenge in third grade -- as well as your uncle and your cousin. I’m really not surprised! You are super smart, super sensitive and still trying to find your way with friends at school. It has not been easy for you. We see tears from you at least once a week and it does break your mama’s heart. My heart is attached to yours, it’s just biologically knit that way.
You are seeing the world is black-and-white. You think that if you have more than one friend you are not being true to your best friend. We are hoping that you will begin to see that life could be rewarded with so many wonderful people drifting in and out as God has ordained. Mama still experiences this on a yearly basis. Making new friends is one of life‘s greatest rewards and we hope that you can continue to find more!
As for my dear KK, you are kicking butt and taking names. You negotiate everything. The last month has seen you soar in your reading skills. Instead of being obstinate and refusing to do anything, you’re reading finger has popped out, you follow along, you’ve slowed down and you are nailing your quizzes at school. And you’re finally beginning to enjoy reading as well. It makes me… And aunt Liz… And grandpa… And grandma… And all the lovers of reading quite happy.
And as for my sweet husband, you are in the middle of killing yourself at work right now. In fact tonight, as I have found a way to spend a few moments quietly in the corner getting a post up, you are still hard at work. We are coming on 13 hours at this point with a little more to go. It’s been a difficult last few weeks. Budget cuts continue to plague the entire county and you continue to absorb more in your role. Sooner or later there’s only so much you can take. But you handle it with as much grace as you can muster. I’m incredibly proud of you.
We got Thanksgiving cards out in the mail this year instead of Christmas cards to let people know of our new address. Thanksgiving is a few short days away and once again we will have a houseful of people. Before that, we will host a surprise birthday party and have a little fun with our friends. It is that beautiful time of year that I have come to love so much. Recently, my joy had been socked away as rising to do lists continue to plague me. But having some help this year has really adjusted my brain and got it back on track. I am able to see things in a different kind of light. I can’t say that it will always be easy or that I will logically get to the end result as quickly as I am currently doing. But as our sermon series just concluded after 11 weeks, it is entirely possible to find joy under pressure. This is my hope for our entire family.
We’re looking at the last six weeks of the year. I’ve become nostalgic around this time, evaluating what we’ve done and where we’re going. I wonder often if we will be able to continue to thrive and ride this wave of blessings that we have certainly been given. There is no amount of gratitude that I can muster that will show my thankfulness. But, this week reminds me it’s always important to try.
I might have not written in a while, I have forgotten to post pictures of all the exciting events that have come and gone. I am going to try harder to finish off the year to probably create one last book for our arsenal.
Life is always changing, roll with the punches, as behind every closed door another window opens.
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