9 Sept Max: I feel like a Christian in modern times.
Me: Why is that?
Max: The burden on my back (I was going to Bible study and he was carrying all his school books in his backpack).

Jack said, “I want snow time.” (He has continuted to ask for this, and now that we’re wearing jackets and coats he keeps saying “Winter time! Snow!” I keep telling him to pray and ask God for snow…God’s the one who makes it snow.

11 Sept Jack can’t say, “Pjs are for sleeping.” He’s been getting dressed all by himself, including picking out his clothes…so he’s been wearing a lot of pjs lately. I told him to say “Pjs are for sleeping” to differentiate from ‘day-time clothes’ and he just couldn’t get his tongue around those words. Sometimes it surprises me how much trouble he still has even repeating what I say at 8 years old. If I say it super slowly pausing with every 2 or 3 words he can repeat it, but if I say that exact sentence in normal cadence he can’t get it out right.

26 Sept Me: Why didn’t you just tell your friends you were making waffles instead of playing with them?
Max: Cause I didn’t want them to get jealous. I’m just joking.

1 Oct Max got an inhaler refill. She said use 2 puffs before mowing grass, and 4-6 puffs after as needed. Also, he needs to wear a mask while mowing.

3 Oct Started out wonderfully…I read in bed till 11am, I only had to get up three times to fix Jack up with some breakfast and his learning DVD. After lunch Dan McC came by to weed eat…
Max hit Jack in the head with a shovel, Max hit himself in the back of the head with a hammer, Jack pulled the water hose out from under the porch and had to thread it all back through, and I discovered that the water leak is real and it’s on our side. Ugh. When I kiss Jack (out of the shower and clean now) he says, “Poor Jack” in a truly pitiful quavery voice, I think his head hurts. About the water leak: Friday night around 9pm I went out for a walk and saw a paper on our porch. Turns out the water company came by that Monday and left a note saying they thougt we had a leak. Max had been out on our porch almost every day that week and never brougt that paper in or even told me about it. The water guy came out Sat and said it was our responsibility to take care of. Ugh. I don’t want to be an adult.

Just found 2 old emails and just in case I never put the info here, here goes:

1/18/14 Jack’s speech has really taken off! He’s eating breakfast and just said to me “Hey Mama, Jack yucky hand”!!! (His hand was dirty and he wanted it wiped off.)

3/2/14 To J’s teacher L Schneider: What are y’all reading that goes ‘Shadow, poor Shadow. For Pete’s sake!’?? Jack’s been repeating that all weekend!

6 Oct I’m playing ‘Voice of Truth’ now while J and I finish up some school…he’s singing that tune, but the words are “…down slide…party Rachel…green down slide…humming…party Rachel…”

12 Oct Max: “Part of my prod-i-cure of taking a shower is getting clothes.” Procedure.

2 Nov Jack randomly stood up in his co-op class and pulled his pants down!!!

3 Nov Jack threw the ball over the fence and their dog barked and barked. After 5 minutes someone there threw it back over and Jack said, “Thank you, dog.”

In the last 6 months or so he’s taken to saying, “Thank you sir” whenever he thinks the need arises. It’s never very often, and it always takes me by surprise.

He’s really starting to try to make full sentences, and trying to use the word ‘are’ properly. Yesterday he said, “It’s too heavy” about a pumpkin he was carrying. And he’s said, “my are socks”; but he’s also used ‘are’ correctly sometimes with pants or socks. He’s still really hit-or-miss about you/I and mine/your. He’s making an effort and noticing, though.

3 Nov At the pool store I realized he was saying O-P-E-N. The sign was backwards but he was reading it in the correct order. I asked him what it said and he said, “O-P-E-N, nipple”!

11 Nov talked to the Preacher about sneakyness.

While we were eating once Max came out with these three things that made me laugh:
Will turner burped 10 seconds straight, and drank a bunch of hot sauce out of his ice cream cone.
I wish your will said if you die while I’m young I could live with Aunt Kelly cause she lets me watch all that TV.
Do you think you could really cut your hand off with a sword?

7 Nov Here’s why J is so hard. He wants to go outside. I tell him get your shoes on and you can go. He goes to his shoes and after a minute I hear him fussing. I call him back after a bit of fussing and ask what’s wrong. He just gives me one word replies…most of the time I can figure it out…but only because I usually know what’s going on in his world. He tells me wet and outside…I tell him a couple of times to go put his shoes on and he can go outside. He finally goes to the back door and tries to open it so I get up and then see that his shoes were left outside last night. This took so much longer than if when I’d asked where his shoes were he would have told me outside.

When you ask Jack what a chicken says he says “Cock a bok!! Bok a bok!!!” etc etc etc and dies laughing. Probably because we’re all dying laughing by that point.

M/J and I came home from church one Sunday and I was making lunch. J went to the bathroom and then I told him to go sit to eat. After I finished my meal and was putting stuff away I noticed J’s pants/uw on the floor right outside the bathroom. I walked over to his seat where he was still eating and yep, he was sitting there with just a shirt and his socks on and was almost finished with his lunch. Some parenting!!!

19 Nov J flooded the upstairs bath again, 3rd time. I sent him up Wednesday night after church to take a shower after Max. He can do a good-enough job on his on with everything but fixing the water temp, so Max did that part. After he was done we heard the water running still so Tj told him to turn that water off and get to bed. He did. The next morning when Tj went up there the floor in the bathroom was wet and the sink was full…we think it was the sink we were hearing, not the shower. I checked downstairs and there was water pooled on the floor at the laundry room door like before. There are also new stains over the built-in armoire, the movable armoire, in the guest bath downstiars, the library bag got damp, the floor in the pantry was soaked. Over the next few days I’ve noticed the doorjamb in the bathroom is swollen, the baseboard in the living room is swollen and cracked away from the wall, etc. And what makes me really sick is I kept smelling what I thougt was poo, but turns out it was musty/mold smell!!!!!!!!!! I made J sit and watch while I cleaned up…the cabinets under that sink were flooded, all the rolls of toilet paper were swollen, the humidifier was flooded, the drawers had standing water in them. It was a nightmare. After I took care of that and got M set up with school I bought 3 doughnuts and ate them while doing school with Jack. There, I showed them!! After we realized what we were smelling we put a fan directly on the carpet for several days. I’ve been gone all day and don’t smell that smell, so I’m praying it’s drying out enough for us not to have to worry about it. Please, God!

21 Nov Max opened the door while J was going to the bathroom and found him squatting on the toilet!! What am I going to do with that kid!!??

23 Nov J went to 1-day sports camp and M and I had a date! I told M he could have $5 to spend, and I’d buy him some clothes at Goodwill…for the last few months he’s been asking for more name-brand clothes. He shopped and picked out a few things and ended up with a skull shirt and sports pants. He didn’t even pick anything out of the toy area…that’s a first for him! Next we went to an Arabic grocery store and I got a handful of things including zaatar to dip my bread in. We stopped at Dollar General for him, and then went on to the mall. I gave him some choices for lunch, but he’s not an adventurous eater so we had the Crazy Hibachi for lunch. We went to Books-A-Million and saw tons of stuff we both wanted to buy, but I bought some many-sided-dice for J’s school and a disposable fountain pen for me. We went to another Goodwill and I got a corduroy jacket and a b/w skirt with a cute print. M only had $4 left (he’d spent one on the claw machine and then griped so much when he [surprise] didn’t win) and of course he found a gun he wanted that was $5. He asked if he could ask them if they’d take $4 for it and I said yes, but this isn’t that kind of place so don’t be surprised if they don’t go for it. He asked me to come with him but I wouldn’t. It took a lot of shenanigans because he couldn’t find the woman the first woman told him to look for but eventually he came to me with the biggest smile on his face. When we checked out the lady there complimented him so much on his manners and said that’s why they let him have it for $4. When he asked them about it a guy there gave him $2 in quarters, and then he found $1 on the floor which no one claimed! He thinks it’s his lucky day! I hope it is…he entered a drawing at the mall for $1,000 and then he stopped about 20 steps away and said we should pray that we win it, so we did. After Goodwill we stopped next door at Dollar Tree and he blew his $3 on candy and then we went to pick up Jack. We came home and played outside for an hour and then went to the library for chess club (our 3rd time there). Max won against Mr. Robert 2x (with R’s help) and lost 3x. We stayed till they closed at 7pm, came home, ate and boys are upstairs now. What a day! What a good day.

Tues 18 Aug – We went to the new library and that afternoon J got sick. I was reading on my bed and he came and laid his head on my arm and it was burning up! His temp was only almost 101, but he wasn’t running around as much as usual.

Wed – Gmom came in around 10am

Thur – Max started his new young coders class, and that night we went to the Barnum and Bailey Circus!! We had such an awesome time. It’s so amazing to see the acrobats, and the guys riding the motorcycles in the sphere were breath-taking! At one time they had 3 motorcycles in there; another time they had 2 and a girl standing a the bottom that they rode around. That sphere was barely big enough for them all! Another part I really enjoyed was all the basketball players on unicycles; they looked so graceful! But our first shocker of the night wast the $20 parking! Grandmom brought her handicap tag, but that didn’t make any difference, we all exclaimed several times how expensive it was. :-) We’d just gone the week prior to the yearly church baseball game and chuckled once again that the first parking you see for that is $10, then $5, but if you wait till the parking associated with the ball field it’s $3!

Fri – We had a birthday party for Gmom and Tj (I made Too Much Chocolate cake with walnuts per Gmom’s request) , then Tj packed to leave.

Sat – Tj left, and we lazed around all weekend.

Sun – Gmom and J stayed home, his temp was spiking to 102 (twice) and 103 (once).

Mon – J and I went to the doc. She said it was probably viral but if left long enough it would turn bacterial. His ears were looking a little bad too, getting infected. We got some antibiotics, pain meds and more medicine for his spots under his nose. By this time his symptoms were occasional spiking of a fever, napping, not jumping as much (but not laying around all day yet), decreased appetite and a cough. I should’ve gotten cough syrup for him…by the time this whole ordeal was over we’d gone through the remainder of the cough syrup we already had (who knows when it expired) and another full bottle. He would be sound asleep and coughing. Poor bug!

Tue – J was on antibiotics for 24 hours so we all went to Chuck E Cheese. That morning before we’d said anything to the boys Gmom, Jack and I were having breakfast. At one point I asked J to bring the little vacuum and clean up around his chair; he did that happily. When I told him to put up the vacuum he balked obstinately. I told him to do it now and that I was getting his breakfast. Only after I’d threatened him (one more time?) did he go to put it up. I had my back to him and then I heard a crash! I stormed over to him (knowing he’d “dropped it” as he often does when he doesn’t want to comply) and told him in a super stern/loud voice to pick it up and put it on the shelf! Then I walked with him over to his chair where he sat. I told him to stand up on his chair so I could hug him…he was looking contrite. He started looking wobbly all over. I couldn’t tell if he really didn’t have the strength to stand or if he was just balking again. I finally helped him up and then hugged him, but he started really coughing. After a couple of seconds he started acting like he was going to throw up! He was really gagging and heaving. I sarcastically said ‘great, if he throws up I’m gonna feel like it’s because I yelled at him!’ and Gmom said something like ‘there’s no way you could’ve known it, but I think he accidentally dropped the vacuum, he didn’t throw it down in anger’. Awesome. He gagged a few times, and when it got even more serious sounding I rushed him to the toilet. He continued gagging and swallowing it down for a bit, but never actually expelled anything. After it was all over and he’d calmed down I brought him back to his chair and he was sooo pale! I really thought that anxiety had brought all of this on, but it wasn’t acting…I think you can worry yourself sick enough to throw up, but I don’t think you’d be that pale in the process! Things calmed down after that; he ate a little, and proceeded to act like his old self all the way through Chuck E Cheese’s. When Max came down for breakfast I told him to hurry and eat/dress so we could go somewhere. Instead of just talking it over with me he proceeded to scrunch his face up to cry that he didn’t want to go anywhere! I had had it with the emotions that morning! I told him to keep his face just like that I was going to take a picture of him! I found my phone and took a pic and said, “This is how you look when you do that. This is how you look when I tell you we’re going to Chuck E Cheese’s. If Gmom wasn’t here we definitely wouldn’t go, but I’ve already told her we’re going so get your stuff done so we can go.” Well that really brought on the tears; now he full-on cried in embarrassment that he’d cried about CEC’s. He apologized after a while and all was well. We had a good time at CEC (except for J pooping his pants…the antibiotics were starting to get him since he was hardly eating).

Wed – Gmom left

Fri – Jack pooped in his bed and was just laying there curled around it. I told him to stand up by me so I could clean him. The poor boy wanted to hug me, but he was covered in poo! I told him to stand but he fussed and whined, he was also wobbly again…I’m just not sure how much was actual weakness and how much was acting. We went back and forth a few times and I got louder and sterner till he stood still so I could wipe him off. I finally got him clean enough that he walked downstairs and got in the shower. I never fussed at him for pooping his bed, just for not standing long enough for me to clean him off. After a minute or two in the shower he started heaving again! I could see him gagging and practically throwing up and then swallowing it back down! Again I thought it was because of stress/anxiety.

Sat – this morning he made it to the toilet and as he was sitting there he actually ‘threw up’ a bit. I think now that he just has such congestion and doesn’t know to spit it out that it manifests as vomit. Poor bug!

Sun – Tj came back around 9pm.

Mon – We started school and Max started his Monarch placement test. I promised to make 2 meals for a family of 9 Tuesday, and 2 Friday.

Tue – 10am Tj left, I grocery shopped and cooked like a fool (pinto beans, rice, cornbread, asian coleslaw and cherry fluff; meal two was stir fry, quinoa, bagged salad, bottled dressing and a chocolate cake. I was 5 minutes late showing up and hadn’t frosted the cake, but I brought them the frosting).

Wed – Tj came back, sick as a dog

Fri – The boys and I checked out Huff n Puff gym…Max is going to start taking gymnastics every Friday morning! Jack can play on the trampolines and in the foam pit while M is exercising! I can read! Win win win! We came home at lunch and I cooked again (double batch of jambalaya, bagged salad and marshmallow frosted brownies; meal two was chicken enchiladas, pasta salad, no bake cookies).

Sat 5 Sept – Tj left at 7:30am, and then again at noon. Crazy airline sent him a message when we were 3/4 of the way to the airport saying his flight was delayed. The thing is they found out it would be delayed at 10pm the night before…why didn’t they let him know then?

6 Sept – Jack was napping with me and as he rolled over and was waking up he said ‘ironing board’ twice. That kid makes me laugh so hard sometimes.

When Tj’s gone I’ve taken to sleeping with the door open…I like being able to hear Jack, although that’s not always a boon. He came downstairs yesterday morning at 3:30am to get in my bed! I love snuggling with him, but I sent him back up. That’s not a habit I want to encourage!

Speaking of snuggling, since he’s been sick he’s been even more of a Mama’s boy. He’s taken a 3-hour nap almost every day, and the days I thought he wouldn’t want to nap he’s fallen asleep on the couch around 4 or 5 pm! When we snuggle down for a nap he’s sooooo sweet! And even when we’re not napping he gives me lots more kisses than usual, and the usual was already a pretty high number!

This morning he got up at 6, went to the bathroom, and started playing in the guest room with the noise machine. When I called his name he shut the door! Hardhead!

Life has been crazy these last couple of weeks. Here’s a little of what’s been going on:

Max randomly asked me if pepper spray was just an old fashioned taser.

Max and I have really started playing cards a lot. One day while we were playing and Jack was playing by himself with a flashlight Max said that he wished Jack didn’t have DS because then they could play a lot together. I said I completely understood what he meant, but to be sure that he never said anything like that once Jack was able to understand; we would never want Jack to have his feelings hurt or feel bad that he has DS. Max immediately started crying so hard and said “I would never want Jack to think I didn’t love him!” He was so upset! I hugged him and we talked a bit. He loves his brother so much! He’s an awesome big brother.

I told Mom what I was putting in J’s smoothie these days and her laughter prompted me to write it down: 3 ice cubes of stir fry I had leftover, oatmeal, an ultra ripe banana, peanuts, ice, water, milk, vanilla protein powder and a spoon of chocolate chips. I think that was all. I didn’t finish all of the stir fry before Tj came home from a trip, but I hated to throw it out, so I froze it. I tasted the smoothie after I mixed it up and it tasted fine, but it stunk to high heaven! Jack drank it through a straw so the smell didn’t get to him. I told Mom he deserved my deviousness after all the stubbornness I have to put up with him!

14 Aug Jack called me stupid! He was being fussy about putting up the utensils which has been a chore of his for about a year now. I held him gently by both shoulders and was telling him to stop being fussy. He said ‘stupid’…kinda muttery, but definitely not under his breath. I said ‘What is stupid?’ and he tapped me on the arm with the spoon he was holding!!!! I absolutely couldn’t hold it in…I smirked! It was all I could do not to fall down laughing! Then he smirked!! But I can’t have him calling people stupid! So I mustered up all the seriousness I could and glared at him and told him to NEVER call me stupid! He immediately looked like he would cry. I put his spoons down and walked him to the bed and snuggled with him. Crazy kid!!!

16 Aug was promotion Sunday at church. I took Jack to his new teacher and tried to keep the monologue about him to a minimum. I told her he could obey if she was stern with him blah blah blah. A quarter of the way through the G-lab song service someone came downstairs and said that Jack was missing! After making sure they were serious I ran up to his room to check. I started checking some rooms nearby, and went to the room he’d been in the week before, but then figured that any of those teachers would have told someone that Jack was in their room. I took off toward the commons thinking that someone should look outside, but that he’d likely stay inside so I didn’t have time to worry about that. I was telling everyone I saw that he was missing…practically everyone at church knows him, thankfully. When I’d made my way around the commons and up the stairs he likes to go up I was close to Tj so I popped my head in the tech room to tell him. I was sooooo out of breath it took me a few minutes to say it. I wasn’t panicking, but I knew the sooner we found him the better; he can move so fast, and he has no fear of traffic, or getting lost, or much of anything, really. We started heading back towards his room and when we were halfway there someone said they found him! I don’t even remember if I hugged him, but I had to see him to be sure. He was in the very room next door!! With his helper!!!!!! ARGH!!!! When I dropped him off his helper hadn’t been there…so I guess his helper just went into J’s room when he got there, and then followed J when J went out. Since he was with him he wasn’t worried about J, and the people in the room next door said that J had gone in their room the previous Sunday! I think his old teacher used to let him just go wherever he wanted to go though I asked her so many times to please keep him in his room. If they wouldn’t let another 8yo wander around and do whatever they want (which they don’t) then please could they not let J have the run of the place? I was really shaken up the rest of the day. I was never upset with his teacher; on the contrary I felt so bad for her because I’m sure she felt like dirt!

One day Max was downstairs playing and it was after 7am and Jack hadn’t come down yet. When I asked Max about it he said he’d changed Jack’s clock so he wouldn’t know it was time to come down! Stinker!

3 Sept Max said, “I wish there were no laws…….then you could just shoot random people, but I would only shoot people I really didn’t like.” Sometimes I worry about this kid!

This is a blog post I started months ago. Life is crazy and a little hectic (and I’m a huge procrastinator) and I’ve never gotten around to finishing/posting it. The boys are at WOPWOP now so I have about an hour to get this blog caught up!
Well, there have been big changes here since mid Feb. Tj got a call Jan 30th from Atlas Air offering him a job, and telling him to go into work that day and give his 2 weeks’ notice! Two weeks later he was packed for 2 months and drove to Miami (a 19 hour car trip) for training. I was very optimistic and even cocky about him being gone for two months…he’s had 3 6-month deployments that we fared well with, 2 months was gonna be a breeze!

The week he left the water heater sprung a leak and filled the pan so much that it put out the pilot! I spent several hours on the phone with my dad troubleshooting till he said I needed a man to come fix it. I knew what the problem was, but needed someone stronger than me who could tighten the bolt up top. Tj put the call out and JT came and fixed it in just a few minutes. Woot! Then the next week we had a huge freeze and my heater stopped working! Another long phone call to my dad and much going in and out ended without success. Tj put out another call and JP and Jenn came by to see what could be done. Many hours later he figured out that snow had covered the vent and wasn’t allowing enough oxygen to let the furnace burn well enough to heat the air. I’d already packed to spend the night at their house, so they drove the boys and me there for the rest of the afternoon. JP took all the kids except Jack sledding, Jack played out in the back yard, Jenn made brussels sprouts for me to try, all in all that day ended better than it started.

Despite that rough start it wasn’t too bad having Tj gone. We had school to occupy us, and lots of snow to play in. One day the boys and I played outside with the neighbor kids and built a snow fort. Max spent 6 straight hours outside that day, only coming in for about 15 minutes once for some cupcakes and hot chocolate. I never thought about it but he got severely sunburned that day!

Things were rocking along, and then they weren’t. Tj was supposed to start driving home April 22nd, but about 2 weeks before that I hit a real low. It started with Max’s trouble with math and Jack in the backyard. After much wailing and gnashing of teeth it seems like I need to sit with Max while he does his math, or at least go over it all with him before grading it. He just keeps getting so many wrong, but practically none because of not knowing how to work the problem…it’s all simple/foolish mistakes. He spends long minutes staring off into space and then working quickly and haphazardly to finish his math. So while I’m sitting with him I’m not doing what I want/need to be doing. I try to remind myself that this is this time. This time will pass. This is my job, to train him and Jack, and there will be many years without him, but for now he needs to take the priority. Some days I remember this better than others. Annnyyywayyyy… while I was helping Max Jack was in the back yard playing. At a stopping point I turned to check on Jack and saw his very shiny white hiney with a large brown streak from his butt to his knees!!!!!! Ugh!! He’d pooped in his pants and then taken all his clothes off and was trying to push the big yoga ball over the neighbor’s fence. Ugh again. I was totally frustrated! I got a big towel and wrapped him up and carried him to the shower.

After that I just couldn’t get my good attitude back. I tried really hard but the next few days were just miserable! I finally quit homeschooling Jack and just focused on Max, but even that wasn’t relief enough. I was just trying to hang on till Tj came home.

March 22 my two gf’s and their families and the boys and I went out to eat lunch after church. Before the meal was fully underway they said they had something for me and handed me an envelope and then everyone sat there watching me expectantly. It took me a few minutes to understand, but they’d bought me a ticket to go see Tj! What utterly awesome friends!They’d worked it out with Tj (and he worked it out with my folks) that I’d drive the boys to my parents’ house and then fly alone from there to Miami. At that point Tj had 3 days of training left, and then we’d drive back to Atlanta. What a wonderful time of rest I had! I hardly left the room all day while Tj was at work. That’s my kind of vacation.

That’s all I had typed so I’ll try to fill in the rest now. I really can’t express how grateful I was for that ticket. That time was one of the lowest I’ve been in my life, and to see the care my friends had for me…I’m so blessed to have such friends.

I don’t remember the exact dates (and if I wait to clarify with Tj I’ll never post this!) but we drove back to Mom’s and stayed a couple of days there. On the way home we stopped halfway at a nice hotel in Al for a couple of nights. We expected to be home for another several days before they called Tj to work, but he got a call while in Al I think and accepted a trip for two days after we got back home. It was so rushed, but we were excited for him to have his first flight, and to really get into this job. We were also excited for him to finish his training and get off of training pay!

His training flights didn’t go quite as expected. There was a moment there that I think he feared for his job! The dude he was flying with seemed to have it out for the company, and in trying to stick it to them he stuck it to Tj. In the end it turned out not to be a big deal, but Tj had to go back to the sim in Miami for additional landings and our training pay lasted a month longer than we expected. He’s off of training now and we never had to use our reserves, which was another great blessing from God. He loves this job, and he flies everywhere! I love that he loves what he does, and him being gone for 2-4 weeks at a time is ok. But I think the greater toll on me is the constant change of back and forth…him gone then home then gone again. It’s taking me longer to adjust to that than I ever expected, but I think this is just what comes with a new job and totally new lifestyle. We’ll get the hang of it.


Some highlights since the last time I blogged:

Mother’s day. Max fixed breakfast for himself and Jack as he usually does now when Tj’s gone. I came out of the bathroom after a while to check on them and Jack’s breakfast was just sitting on the stove…Max was just about finished eating. I asked about what was going on and Max said, “Oh, I wondered why I was eating so fast!” I have no words.

14 May Jack’s prayer for lunch: “mumble mumble mumble down black slide. Not full sentence. I want down black slide please, Mama. Good full sentence. I want down black slide please, Mama. Good full sentence. Good boy! Good boy! AAAAAAAmen!”

Friday May 15 Tj just txtd me: I did notice the Burger Beast Burger Brawl is tonight at the casino within walking distance. Is that why God brought me back to Miami?

There was a curriculum sale at church and I made $74 selling books!!

Talking to Max about camp after he came home (his biggest gripe last year was that he never got enough sleep): Me “Bet you fall asleep quickly.” Him “Well, there are a bunch of hopped up kids.” Heh, isn’t he too young to be referring to other kids as ‘hopped up’?

Max and I were talking about the ball pit that used to be at the skating rink. He told me he found a Twix in it one time. I cringingly asked him if he ate it but he said Tj “con fist i cated” it.

Jack talks in his sleep a bit. One day I went to wake him up and he said ‘David’s’ twice as he was tossing and turning. David’s is a restaurant with the best hamburgers and fries!

23 July I heard Jack from the bathroom saying “Beard is on. Beard is on.” At first I thought he was saying ‘bear is on’ which made as much sense as ‘beard is on’, actually. When I went to check on him he was rubbing his neck where he had a scratch…he thought he had a beard.

2 Aug Jack and I were laying in bed looking a pictures on my phone…our nap-time ritual. I had a web-page open to “Worst actual names of schools”. I wasn’t lingering on any picture too long, and one of them was ‘Krap’ written on the side of a school bus. Jack sounded it out perfectly! I laughed but just praised him for his great reading skills. That same nap there was an incident with us locating his car, but I don’t want to post all of that.

Yesterday the electricity went out. Later when Jack flipped the light switch and it didn’t turn on he said, “Light switch doesn’t work”!!! What a great full sentence!

I told Max Sunday  that our friend Jerry would be having surgery on Tuesday (today), and that we should pray for him. This week is VBS so it’s crazy, but I’ve thought about him and prayed for him and his family several times. I thought this morning that when we got in the truck to go to VBS I should have us all pause and pray for Jerry and for Tj (who’s flights are crazy and out of control!), but of course I didn’t remember it again till halfway through VBS. When we got in the truck on the way home I said when we got home we would pray for them and Max said he’d already prayed for him that morning! He remembered during song time and prayed then! What a blessing.