It has been decided by the board . . .that would be me. . .if you step into my life you need to bring your sense of humor. . .
and I often wonder why the number one blogging rule is if you have something interesting to blog about you just don’t have time to blog it?
Now that I have said it out loud and everyone knows I have a 20 year old son, I really don’t think I’ll ever say it again.
The very next day, I allowed, Stevie Mike, my new driver to drive himself and his sister to their science class. Not 15 minutes later the phone rang. When I saw it was Stephen calling I distinctly knew something was wrong.
This new driver of mine had driven over roofing nails. That would be 18 roofing nails to be exact. Two tires later I thought all was right with the world . . . and then . . . a few days later someone hit my parked car.
Speaking of the best Nana . . . she and I took Roy Orbison and her BFF strawberry picking and nothing seemed to happen that day. We just had a good time.
It just so happened that last week someone actually (( other then the best Nana )) found my blog interesting enough to recommend it as a blog to see. I was so thrilled about all this but I didn’t have the time to post about all that excitement and then I completely forgot about it . . .and it appeared as if I didn’t care at all, but I did and do. . . very much.
The weekended was wonderfully quite with the three older ones gone spending time at my sister in law’s house.
That was a good thing because Monday was coming and around here you never know what an ordinary Monday might bring to the life of a homeschooling mother.
I knew Monday morning I had to be at the oral surgeons by 8 with son number one to have four teeth removed. I was told everything should go smooth and thought okay good. I could use nice smooth Monday. When we were leaving the nurse just happened to mention how I should switch the ice pack every 20 minutes keeping both sides of his face iced for a full 12 hours and just replace the gauze every hour on the hour with a fresh pad until 6 tonight. . . .Okay! there goes my easy quite day this one told me I was going to have.
Stephen springs into action and runs out the door. Matthew is groggy still on the couch and says “what??? who??? oh okay. . . “ and goes back to sleep. I on the other hand . . . I panic!!! Okay! that’s not really the truth . . .
Stevie Wonder turns himself into Indiana Jones (( minus being afraid of snakes )) and battles the snakes in our yard. He captures them and wrestles them into a bucket and completely saves the day. . . NO! He TOTALLY! saved the day!
My oldest daughter Kathryn causally walks out to see what was going on and then goes back upstairs to finish her math test. As all this is going ~ the best Nana, my sister Margaret ((sometimes I call her Lucy)), her boys, Brian and Alex, swing by the house to see the patient who just has his teeth removed. Little did they know what they would be walking into.
The boys are thrilled and want to find out how they can move into our little house in the woods that seem to attract so much excitement.