...He really did!
This year Adam is in Waterman singer's. Last night they had an All City Choral Fest. The Children from all the city schools met at the High School and practiced for several hours. Then they had a concert for family that night. Adam was a trooper for the practice. They had dinner, then we were going to have the concert and be done.
As the children came onto the stage, I could tell something was wrong with Adam. He was crying. His music teacher was sitting in front of me. I leaned forward and asked if she had any idea why he was crying. She did not know. She told me that she was the first one to go up and lead a song, so she would check on him and see if he needed me.
She went on stage and shortly then Adam was coming to me. I asked what was wrong. He said, "I have a headache." Then I remembered that earlier that afternoon he had said something to me about a headache. I told him to drink some water with supper and I would give him Tylenol when we got home. Apparently, the water did not help enough.
He stood on stage, he would have sang if he needed to, but he was miserable. It made for a very long day. He was totally exhausted, and probably dehydrated (and those lights don't help either.)
He was very happy to come home and go to bed! Maybe next time it will go better him.
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
Sunday, April 28, 2013
Biking
We have a wonderful neighbor! I actually grew up with the father of this family--His house was just down the street from ours. Joel moved back to the area last August. We have been carpooling this school year. When the weather is nice he even calls and says that he is planning to bike, Austin can join him. It has been a great situation, I love that Austin can do this with him, since I cannot (I have to get to work)!
The other week, as Austin was getting in his car, he asked if I had seen the picture at school. I said, "no." He explained that there was a picture of Austin and him on the wall. It just so happened that there was something at school that week that we were going to--I was going to hunt this picture down!!
Austin knew right where it was (however he had NEVER mentioned it to me). He was able to take me right to it!
Saturday, April 27, 2013
2 Are Better Than 1
At Adam's school they offer an after school program, once in the fall and once in the spring. They offer fun classes that kids really enjoy taking. They range from cooking to crafting, from exercise to robotics. Adam has taken a cooking class, a knitting class, this spring he decided to try yoga. He has always enjoyed each class and learned a lot from his instructors.
Before the children go to their "classes" they get a snack. Apparently, on this particular day Adam was VERY thirsty...
...And 2 are always better than 1, right??
Friday, April 5, 2013
Wiser Than He Knows
Tonight as I was putting Adam to bed, he looked at me so seriously and said, "How old do you have to be in order to be adopted?"
I sat there and pondered this question for a moment. What exactly was he asking? I said, "Adam, children are adopted at all ages, I'm not sure what your looking for or if this answers your question."
He said, "No, I mean when they put water on your head.
"Ahhhhhh, you mean baptized." I explained that people get baptized at all different ages, it just depends on when you are ready to do it.
"How do you know when your ready?"
"Well, continue your devotions, continue your memory work, and pray. God will tell your heart when your ready. You will know."
As I was leaving his room and turning out the light, it occurred to me that he had said adoption but meant baptism. However, the irony is that by being baptized your being adopted into God's family.
Maybe he wasn't wrong with his words.
I sat there and pondered this question for a moment. What exactly was he asking? I said, "Adam, children are adopted at all ages, I'm not sure what your looking for or if this answers your question."
He said, "No, I mean when they put water on your head.
"Ahhhhhh, you mean baptized." I explained that people get baptized at all different ages, it just depends on when you are ready to do it.
"How do you know when your ready?"
"Well, continue your devotions, continue your memory work, and pray. God will tell your heart when your ready. You will know."
As I was leaving his room and turning out the light, it occurred to me that he had said adoption but meant baptism. However, the irony is that by being baptized your being adopted into God's family.
Maybe he wasn't wrong with his words.
Saturday, March 30, 2013
Not His Fault
Yesterday I had a procedure to take care of a varicose vein that has been bothering me for a very long time.
Prior to having that done, I had a meeting a school with Adam's teachers. One of his teachers told me that he had told her that this was going to be done and he said, "It is my fault that she has to have this done."
It was NOT his fault, but I was shocked to find that he was taking blame for it!
When the boys were little, maybe 1&3 or 2&4, I took them on a wagon ride. We were going to have a wonderful afternoon at the park. There was a hill in the road. I lost control of the wagon and it hit my leg. That trauma was enough to cause my vein.
I told his teacher it was not Adam's fault--I blame totally on gravity!
Prior to having that done, I had a meeting a school with Adam's teachers. One of his teachers told me that he had told her that this was going to be done and he said, "It is my fault that she has to have this done."
It was NOT his fault, but I was shocked to find that he was taking blame for it!
When the boys were little, maybe 1&3 or 2&4, I took them on a wagon ride. We were going to have a wonderful afternoon at the park. There was a hill in the road. I lost control of the wagon and it hit my leg. That trauma was enough to cause my vein.
I told his teacher it was not Adam's fault--I blame totally on gravity!
Thursday, March 14, 2013
Following His Daddy's Footsteps
There are only a few things that I can say I really dislike doing.
1. I do not like to empty the clean silverware rack from the dishwasher.
2. I do not like to fold socks.
3. I do not like to crawl into a cold bed on a winter night!
The first 2 jobs I delegate out to other family members. The last "dislike" is more of a problem.
I'm not exactly sure when, but at some point Mike started to lay on my side of the bed while I was getting ready. That way when I was ready for bed I crawled in to an already warm spot. (sweet, huh?) We have done this for several years already. Now, we are to the point where I will tell him, "I'm going to get ready for bed, gonna warm my spot?" And he willingly does.
Last night, Mike was out running a few errands, I was totally exhausted, I had to go to bed. Austin was headed that way too. I had him tucked in and headed to our room. I was in the bathroom when I heard a little tap on the door. I opened it, there was Austin. He said, "Since Daddy is not home, would you like me to warm your spot?"
"YES!!" I was so impressed that he thought of that on his own.
When I went to bed Austin said, "It's not as warm as Daddy would have it." He was right, but that fact that he wanted me to have a warm bed, made up for anything else!!
His wife can thank me one day when she is able to crawl into a nice warm spot on a cold winter night.
1. I do not like to empty the clean silverware rack from the dishwasher.
2. I do not like to fold socks.
3. I do not like to crawl into a cold bed on a winter night!
The first 2 jobs I delegate out to other family members. The last "dislike" is more of a problem.
I'm not exactly sure when, but at some point Mike started to lay on my side of the bed while I was getting ready. That way when I was ready for bed I crawled in to an already warm spot. (sweet, huh?) We have done this for several years already. Now, we are to the point where I will tell him, "I'm going to get ready for bed, gonna warm my spot?" And he willingly does.
Last night, Mike was out running a few errands, I was totally exhausted, I had to go to bed. Austin was headed that way too. I had him tucked in and headed to our room. I was in the bathroom when I heard a little tap on the door. I opened it, there was Austin. He said, "Since Daddy is not home, would you like me to warm your spot?"
"YES!!" I was so impressed that he thought of that on his own.
When I went to bed Austin said, "It's not as warm as Daddy would have it." He was right, but that fact that he wanted me to have a warm bed, made up for anything else!!
His wife can thank me one day when she is able to crawl into a nice warm spot on a cold winter night.
Saturday, March 2, 2013
My Boys Make Me Smile
Last evening there were several times that I just had to smile at something the boys either said or did. I decided that I needed to record these. Maybe if there is a time that I need a quick laugh or smile, I can look this up again.
I found out some time ago that Adam's math teacher is expecting a baby in the summer. I decided that I would crochet a baby afghan for her. I knew that she was going to hold off on telling her students. So, when Adam would ask me who the afghan was for, I would be very vague. Last night I decided while I listened to him practice his violin I would take a few minutes to work on the afghan. When he was done he, again, asked who it was for. I decided to find out his he knew yet. So, I asked him, "Do you know anyone that is having a baby?" Adam said, "Yes, 2 people." Oh, I did not know 2 people, so I asked, "who?" he replied, "Well, my math teacher and my homeroom teacher." I did not know anything about his homeroom teacher, so I wanted to find out why he thought this. "Adam, did your homeroom teacher TELL you she was pregnant?" Adam thought and said, "I can't remember, but this is what I know 1. She got married in the summer and it is now winter and the proof of it is: She left the other day after lunch and we had a sub."
WOW!! If point 2 is the proof of being pregnant, I'm in trouble!! I'm taking a 1/2 day this week!!
(I will find out for sure this week when I meet with her :)
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Austin heard the word cocktail recently. Last night, he came up to me and asked, "What exactly is a cocktail?" I told him I think of it as a small alcoholic drink. He looked at me quizzically and said, "I thought it had to do with a plane."
"No, my dear, that is called a cockpit."
We have a friend that flies airplanes. Austin thinks very highly of this friend. He wanted to make sure I told him about this. I'm sure he had a good laugh.
I found out some time ago that Adam's math teacher is expecting a baby in the summer. I decided that I would crochet a baby afghan for her. I knew that she was going to hold off on telling her students. So, when Adam would ask me who the afghan was for, I would be very vague. Last night I decided while I listened to him practice his violin I would take a few minutes to work on the afghan. When he was done he, again, asked who it was for. I decided to find out his he knew yet. So, I asked him, "Do you know anyone that is having a baby?" Adam said, "Yes, 2 people." Oh, I did not know 2 people, so I asked, "who?" he replied, "Well, my math teacher and my homeroom teacher." I did not know anything about his homeroom teacher, so I wanted to find out why he thought this. "Adam, did your homeroom teacher TELL you she was pregnant?" Adam thought and said, "I can't remember, but this is what I know 1. She got married in the summer and it is now winter and the proof of it is: She left the other day after lunch and we had a sub."
WOW!! If point 2 is the proof of being pregnant, I'm in trouble!! I'm taking a 1/2 day this week!!
(I will find out for sure this week when I meet with her :)
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Austin heard the word cocktail recently. Last night, he came up to me and asked, "What exactly is a cocktail?" I told him I think of it as a small alcoholic drink. He looked at me quizzically and said, "I thought it had to do with a plane."
"No, my dear, that is called a cockpit."
We have a friend that flies airplanes. Austin thinks very highly of this friend. He wanted to make sure I told him about this. I'm sure he had a good laugh.
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