July 2, 2007

• NEW ENTRY!  First...we are not moving to Oklahoma.  THANK THE LORD.  Sorry all you Oklahomians, but no thank you.  We did go down there the end of May, it's not too bad where we'd go.  Tornadoes tend to skirt the town, not hit too bad there.  One guy we talked to said they liked to sit on their back porches for fun and watch them go by in the spring.  Um, he was serious.  This is a sport, apparently, in Oklahoma.  Good times.  SO here is what is going on so far.  We have decided to keep OK in our pocket for now (he would start mid-August) and see what happens to his current contract.  What he's doing now, the contract is supposed to expire in Sept. with them finding out mid-July.  We're WAY hoping it gets renewed.  Now, if it does NOT, then he will re-locate down to OK, and just commute every weekend to here until the end of next school year.  That not only gives the kids a little more time here, but now he has time to look for a house in a neighborhood we like, and a school district we can handle, AND a house with a tornado shelter (which, surprisingly, is hard to find there).  It was just WAY to stressful trying to do it all in 2 months...did I mention he left for Oman today, too, by the way?  So I would have had to move us down there, find a house, sell this house, all the fun moving things there are to do when you move civilian, all by my little lonesome.  I was freaking out.  Oh, plus my summer camp.  Just a little hectic.  So everyone keep your prayer hands on, and pray that his contract gets renewed, 'cause I WANNA STAY HERE!!!!!    

  But yeah, my honey's in Oman.  Sigh.  That's so incredibly far away.  We've never been apart for longer than 2 weeks, which is incredible considering he was in the military for 9 years.  This stint is for 6 weeks or maybe longer if they don't get the stuff done.  Thank goodness Oman is supposed to be a safe country.  We can't even talk every day to each other.  Usually when he's TDY he calls like 2 or 3 times a day...drives me a little nuts, really, but I'd miss it if he didn't.  Now, we MIGHT get an e-mail...which of course, won't be the same for the kids...sometimes a Dad's voice is all ya need.  We did send him with some nice going away gifts...the kids each made him a scrapbook...Jess of course, got all sentimental...and Jason wrote his own stuff, to include 6 year old spelling....(I luv to hold yur han Dad), and we made him a special pillowcase...wrote on it in fabric paint, sweet dreams, good night dad, I love you dad...well, needless to say, we made him bawl.  It was beautiful.    Nothin' like making a grown man cry to make me turn on the waterworks myself.    Which of course, made Jess cry, and Jason even got misty too!  Pathetic, just pathetic...

  My summer camp is underway, as well.  SO MUCH FUN.  I made a new week last week..."Around the World" ...we celebrated different cultures all week...let's see, we had African on Monday, Tuesday was Polynesian, Wednesday was Mexican, Thursday Oriental, and Friday was American.  (Pioneers, native Americans, cowboys, etc...).  So bummed out on Friday...I had the coolest idea to paint a whole bunch of rocks gold, scatter them out in this rocky area next to camp, explain all about the gold rush, and have the kids go out and try to find as much gold as they could.  Well, it wound up raining all day.  Bye bye gold!!!   Though I imagine all weekend, kids in the park were running up to mom and dad and showing them their found treasures!!! 

  Kids are doing good.  Jess wound up getting all A's and 1 B (in gym class...) and Jason passed to first grade!!!! Woohoo!!!  Still worried about the ADD on him, but we'll see how that goes when he gets in a grade that actually has some challenge to it.  I don't want to jump any guns on this...and no, I don't want to turn a blind eye to my son's problems, either...I do want to give him a chance.  I found my daughters kindergarten report card when I was packing for moving.  It was exactly the same.  "needs work on impulse control" "needs to learn to control talking" etc., etc.  And she's always been an A student...'cept for 4th grade and the hag teacher.  So what's a mom to do?  I guess sit back, keep my eyes and ears and mind wide open and wait and see. 

  I think that's pretty good for an update...hey, anybody wanna buy a 1999 Ford Mustang Convertible?  Going to be selling it soon and using money paid for a minivan!!!!  How practical and mommish...sheesh. 

  Gonna spend my after kids go to bed time tomorrow night checking on all my old buddies...hope they all remember me!!!!

   

  Get ready to groan...

  The Fourth of July weekend was coming up, and the nursery school teacher took the opportunity to tell her class about patriotism. "We live in a great country," she said. "One of the things we should be happy is that, in this country, we are all free." One little boy came walking up to her from the back of the room. He stood with his hands on his hips and said. . . .
  "I'm not free. I'm four." 

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