Friday, September 18, 2009
What a mess!
Excuse my mess. I am trying to learn how to make my own background like you can download for free. I have only known how to add papers to the background, not any elements. I like the ones you can download for free, but I have been determined to figure it out myself. Anyway, since I am just learning this is a mess, but I don't have time to fix it right now... Sorry!
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
No one told me I would be sad too!
My heart is absolutely broken.
Poor Kimball came home from school today and told me that his friend didn't want to sit by him. He said that he wanted to sit by another little boy and he thinks that his friend likes this other boy better. He was trying so hard to be brave and not cry. I suggested that he invite both of them to sit with him tomorrow. He said that he could and then he was quiet for a while and tears welled up in his eyes and he said, "Maybe he will sit by me at church." It was SO sad.
I can remember telling my mom about little friend issues and she always made suggestions about how to feel better or to reach out to them. I never knew that it makes a mother feel bad too. Kimball is just so sweet and yes, he is active and busy, but he is also kind and caring. He is really tenderhearted and it broke my heart to see that he had his feelings hurt. He kept telling me it was okay and that he was happy, but his little voice was quivering and his eyes were all teary. Poor brave little man.
This picture was taken at my sister's open house last weekend. I just thought it was sweet because he is holding Kael's hand.
Poor Kimball came home from school today and told me that his friend didn't want to sit by him. He said that he wanted to sit by another little boy and he thinks that his friend likes this other boy better. He was trying so hard to be brave and not cry. I suggested that he invite both of them to sit with him tomorrow. He said that he could and then he was quiet for a while and tears welled up in his eyes and he said, "Maybe he will sit by me at church." It was SO sad.
I can remember telling my mom about little friend issues and she always made suggestions about how to feel better or to reach out to them. I never knew that it makes a mother feel bad too. Kimball is just so sweet and yes, he is active and busy, but he is also kind and caring. He is really tenderhearted and it broke my heart to see that he had his feelings hurt. He kept telling me it was okay and that he was happy, but his little voice was quivering and his eyes were all teary. Poor brave little man.
This picture was taken at my sister's open house last weekend. I just thought it was sweet because he is holding Kael's hand.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
For your mid-week laugh...
Before I let you get to the laughing, (jokes on me, BTW, and sorry no pics) I have to attend to business: So... I know it's been a month, but I am going to take the time to enter every one's emails in to make my blog private. I will be going private before the weekend is over. I feel like I am way out of touch because I haven't really checked blogs since I posted last. I have checked a few here and there, but I miss everyone!
Anyway, just a few funny tidbits before I go private:
-Kimball started school and when he came home, proceeded to talk incessantly until 3:30AM. (Ya, I had to call the doctor on that one) He was extremely concerned that the moon was not sharing the sky with the sun. He knew he could only go see "his" Mrs. Pierce when the sun came up and was frustrated that the night was taking so long. (Have you ever been six years old and stayed up for the entire night? I am sure it felt like an eternity to him!)He fell asleep somewhere around 4am and woke up at 7am. Nice. This leads to my next story...
-We had to complete a VIP booklet for Kimball to take back to school. One of the questions asked what three wishes he would make. He thought carefully and deliberately. He said, "A fishing boat, a shark toy, and for my last and final wish... it has to be the best... I wish for an alarm clock!" (WHAT SIX-YEAR-OLD WANTS AN ALARM CLOCK WHEN HE AUTOMATICALLY WAKES UP ANYWAY? Even after only three hours of sleep?)
-The day after our all night incident, I backed into a dumpster that was--IN MY DEFENSE!--in my blind spot and caused a pricey amount of damage to my Explorer.
-Also, that same day, Benson cut my hair just before I had to go to my sister's bridal shower. I believe he was going for the asymmetrical look. He said, "I ficka hair, Mom!" Yup, Benson... you fixed it alright.
Anyway, just a few funny tidbits before I go private:
-Kimball started school and when he came home, proceeded to talk incessantly until 3:30AM. (Ya, I had to call the doctor on that one) He was extremely concerned that the moon was not sharing the sky with the sun. He knew he could only go see "his" Mrs. Pierce when the sun came up and was frustrated that the night was taking so long. (Have you ever been six years old and stayed up for the entire night? I am sure it felt like an eternity to him!)He fell asleep somewhere around 4am and woke up at 7am. Nice. This leads to my next story...
-We had to complete a VIP booklet for Kimball to take back to school. One of the questions asked what three wishes he would make. He thought carefully and deliberately. He said, "A fishing boat, a shark toy, and for my last and final wish... it has to be the best... I wish for an alarm clock!" (WHAT SIX-YEAR-OLD WANTS AN ALARM CLOCK WHEN HE AUTOMATICALLY WAKES UP ANYWAY? Even after only three hours of sleep?)
-The day after our all night incident, I backed into a dumpster that was--IN MY DEFENSE!--in my blind spot and caused a pricey amount of damage to my Explorer.
-Also, that same day, Benson cut my hair just before I had to go to my sister's bridal shower. I believe he was going for the asymmetrical look. He said, "I ficka hair, Mom!" Yup, Benson... you fixed it alright.
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