I just want to take a quick moment to brag on my boy. I AM SO PROUD!!!
This letter was in Ty's backpack this evening:
Dear Tyler,
As your principal, I would like to take this time to congratulate you on being the student with the highest math score of all the kindergarten grade students on the first Early Skills Assessment.
Again congratulations on this achievement! Yadda, yadda, blah, blah, blah, the rest isn't really important.
Sincerely,
Your Principal
I am so proud. I really am. Yet, I can't help but jokingly wonder who the kindergartner is that scored higher in reading than him. Ty is reading the first page of each chapter in Harry Potter every evening with little to no help. WE HAVEN'T EVEN STARTED WORKING ON MATH YET!!!
LOL! I guess it just proves once again that he is just about practically perfect! ;-) In my eyes anyway!
HAVE A HAPPY AND SAFE WEEKEND!!
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Friday, September 23, 2011
Friday, March 18, 2011
It's Official, I'm Moving!
I'm selling my house, moving in with my Mom and buying a motorhome!
It has only taken me nearly 5 years to make up my mind, but I have finally done it. I know what I want to do. Since my divorce I have jumped back and forth so many times about whether to sell or stay. Or would it be wiser to just keep it and rent it out? Then should I buy a house closer to my Mom, or move in with her? Then again, maybe I should chuck it all, and join the freakin' circus.
My indecision has been weighing on me for so long, and I have felt as though I have been in limbo because of it. Therefore, it is a great sense of relief to finally have made up mind.
As with most big decisions, I believe I have made this one harder just by making it too complicated. Then harder even still because of my control issues and maybe even possibly because I am afflicted with the "cake syndrome" (wanting it and eating too). Anyway, I have made my final decision by asking myself what two things are MOST important to me right now. The answer:
#1 Living in Town (which is where my Mom lives, ty goes to school, etc.)
#2 Being financially able to do things with Ty as her grows up.
So, I sell my house, put the equity into savings until I can find something in/near town to buy. I'll move in with my Mom until I find that perfect little place. And in the meantime, I'll buy a motorhome for Ty & I to travel in. Weekend trips camping close by and vacation trips further away. The motorhome will work as an escape as well, because we all know that once you've lived on your own it's hard to live with someone else. Fortunately, my Mom's house is over twice as big as my house, so we can cohab without actually having to coexist. Much anyway. :-)
I think it is a perfect idea. Now, I know what your thinking. Your thinking that I am allowing my overly positive attitude to cloud my judgement, aannnnd, you might be right. But what you don't know is that I have realized (or finally accepted) is that I can stay where I am at, at we will make it. Barely. But if I do this move; if I sacrifice a little bit, then I will be in a position to give Ty so much more. Not just material things, but memories.
I can't remember but a handful of the toys I had or the clothes that I wore while I was growing up, but I remember every little weekend trip my parents took us on. I often daydream about the places we visited and the things that we saw. Now, those memories are all that I have left of my Dad.
Noone is promised tomorrow. You never know when you will have to leave your children behind. I was twenty when I lost my Dad. Not a baby, but no where near grown up. I didn't inherit a trust fund or a family business, but he left behind plenty of memories. I want to give my son that same gift. A gift that can never be spent, or lost or taken away. Whenever it's my time to leave this world, I want to know that I left behind more for Ty than toys he will outgrow or a gaming station that will be outdated in a few short months.
It has only taken me nearly 5 years to make up my mind, but I have finally done it. I know what I want to do. Since my divorce I have jumped back and forth so many times about whether to sell or stay. Or would it be wiser to just keep it and rent it out? Then should I buy a house closer to my Mom, or move in with her? Then again, maybe I should chuck it all, and join the freakin' circus.
My indecision has been weighing on me for so long, and I have felt as though I have been in limbo because of it. Therefore, it is a great sense of relief to finally have made up mind.
As with most big decisions, I believe I have made this one harder just by making it too complicated. Then harder even still because of my control issues and maybe even possibly because I am afflicted with the "cake syndrome" (wanting it and eating too). Anyway, I have made my final decision by asking myself what two things are MOST important to me right now. The answer:
#1 Living in Town (which is where my Mom lives, ty goes to school, etc.)
#2 Being financially able to do things with Ty as her grows up.
So, I sell my house, put the equity into savings until I can find something in/near town to buy. I'll move in with my Mom until I find that perfect little place. And in the meantime, I'll buy a motorhome for Ty & I to travel in. Weekend trips camping close by and vacation trips further away. The motorhome will work as an escape as well, because we all know that once you've lived on your own it's hard to live with someone else. Fortunately, my Mom's house is over twice as big as my house, so we can cohab without actually having to coexist. Much anyway. :-)
I think it is a perfect idea. Now, I know what your thinking. Your thinking that I am allowing my overly positive attitude to cloud my judgement, aannnnd, you might be right. But what you don't know is that I have realized (or finally accepted) is that I can stay where I am at, at we will make it. Barely. But if I do this move; if I sacrifice a little bit, then I will be in a position to give Ty so much more. Not just material things, but memories.
I can't remember but a handful of the toys I had or the clothes that I wore while I was growing up, but I remember every little weekend trip my parents took us on. I often daydream about the places we visited and the things that we saw. Now, those memories are all that I have left of my Dad.
Noone is promised tomorrow. You never know when you will have to leave your children behind. I was twenty when I lost my Dad. Not a baby, but no where near grown up. I didn't inherit a trust fund or a family business, but he left behind plenty of memories. I want to give my son that same gift. A gift that can never be spent, or lost or taken away. Whenever it's my time to leave this world, I want to know that I left behind more for Ty than toys he will outgrow or a gaming station that will be outdated in a few short months.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
Grammie Saves the Day!!!
Although today is Ty's 5th birthday, it is his first "school" birthday. We both have been so excited about it all year long. Every time one of his classmates had a birthday and brought in some sugary delicious treat for their classmates, he and I would brainstorm ideas of what we would do on his birthday. Of course, being a cupcake man, he always circled back to that idea.
Yet, somehow between supervising the construction of a valentine box and valentines for his classmates, ordering flowers for his teacher, etc. and making sure I have all of my half of Saturdays b-day party stuff taken care of, the school cupcake idea kinda got lost in the shuffle.
It resurfaced again last night around 10:00. Quietly getting up to search the cabinets, I knew it was pointless. I don't cook real food let alone cupcakes. But when I opened the first cabinet and saw the icing, I thought I was in luck. Digging deeper, I found cupcake liners, sprinkles, and that gel icing you can write stuff with. Unfortunately my quest never unveiled any cake mix. Time for Plan B.
I call my Mom. Being the super Grammie that she is, she immediately volunteered to get up early this morning and go to the store to get cake mix and make him some cupcakes. As great as that idea was, I felt that was a little much. After all it is She who would have to arrange to get them to school and play homeroom mom, while I was at work.
For anyone who does not nor has ever resided in a small town, this may not seem like such an major issue. So get those images of neatly packaged cupcakes sitting in your grocer's bakery out of your head. In order to have luxuries like that, the grocery store has to be big enough to have a bakery. Ours, obviously, does not.
So exactly how did she save the day?
None other than those neat little individual cups of ice cream. The ones that are so perfect for parties. She called Ty's teacher this morning to see when the best time would be to bring them. According to her, they were a smashing hit for all involved. Maybe he never realized he was missing the cupcakes. And if he did ... well.... his Mama Lilly (aka stepmom) has that base covered for him this evening. It all works out.
Thanks Mom! I owe ya one! (again)
Happy 5th Birthday Ty! You're the Best!
Yet, somehow between supervising the construction of a valentine box and valentines for his classmates, ordering flowers for his teacher, etc. and making sure I have all of my half of Saturdays b-day party stuff taken care of, the school cupcake idea kinda got lost in the shuffle.
It resurfaced again last night around 10:00. Quietly getting up to search the cabinets, I knew it was pointless. I don't cook real food let alone cupcakes. But when I opened the first cabinet and saw the icing, I thought I was in luck. Digging deeper, I found cupcake liners, sprinkles, and that gel icing you can write stuff with. Unfortunately my quest never unveiled any cake mix. Time for Plan B.
I call my Mom. Being the super Grammie that she is, she immediately volunteered to get up early this morning and go to the store to get cake mix and make him some cupcakes. As great as that idea was, I felt that was a little much. After all it is She who would have to arrange to get them to school and play homeroom mom, while I was at work.
For anyone who does not nor has ever resided in a small town, this may not seem like such an major issue. So get those images of neatly packaged cupcakes sitting in your grocer's bakery out of your head. In order to have luxuries like that, the grocery store has to be big enough to have a bakery. Ours, obviously, does not.
So exactly how did she save the day?
None other than those neat little individual cups of ice cream. The ones that are so perfect for parties. She called Ty's teacher this morning to see when the best time would be to bring them. According to her, they were a smashing hit for all involved. Maybe he never realized he was missing the cupcakes. And if he did ... well.... his Mama Lilly (aka stepmom) has that base covered for him this evening. It all works out.
Thanks Mom! I owe ya one! (again)
Happy 5th Birthday Ty! You're the Best!
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