Monday, March 10, 2008
The tailors & their projects
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Another great day on the slopes
The boys had a super time today back on the slopes .... but this trip was 10 times better, 'cuz Dad donned his skis this time!
Last month on our ski trip, we bought discount passes to return, so that's what we did today. The weather was superb! Although when we left home, the ski resort's website said it was 13 there. It eventually warmed up to 29-30 with bright sunshine and no winds. Perfect!
Above is RV, at the top of the mountain. He hasn't been skiing in years and had a great time sharing in the fun today with the boys. If only my terrible instructor hadn't ruined me forever all those many years ago, I might actually be enjoying myself up there on top of the mountain with him!! Actually, I saw a GREAT instructor today, teaching a few women my age, as I sat on the sidelines. I almost went over and asked the instructor's name and told her if I ever decide to try it again, I'll look her up. LOL!
This is the whole gang at the top of a mountain.
Sans the bench-warmer (that's me)!
We had a great day! And another tooth incident. :-( On one of the last runs of the day, one of the boys in the other family fell down and the tip of the ski hit him in the tooth. It loosened it up, so they had to run back home for an emergency dentist appointment. The boy thinks it's one of his baby teeth, so we are hoping and praying that's so!! Please pray for him and any pain he's experiencing.
On our way to return our rental equipment at the end of the day, we ran into the boy from basketball who had his teeth broken on Saturday. Just 5 days later, he was on the slopes. PTL! Although after today's tooth ordeal, I was wondering if kids should be wearing mouth guards for any and all sports. Swimming, anyone?
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Upward Basketball 2008
** if you think about it, please pray for one of Travel Trailer's teammates -- in the final seconds of today's game the lil guy took a nasty dive face first onto the floor and broke his 2 front teeth in half. Ouch. My heart aches for him and his family!
Friday, February 15, 2008
This was not fun
Oh my, the knock-down-drag-out we had prior to their departure. Just because I asked Travel Trailer to spell a few extremely easy words, verbally, before leaving the schoolroom.
He had just seen Dad's truck come in the driveway, so was EXTREMELY anxious to high-tail it out of here and join his friends on tonight's climbing adventure.
"You don't understand how hard this is for me! You just don't want me to have ANY fun! You never let me have ANY fun!"
Then I came unglued. All that 1 Corinthians 13 stuff just went right out the window. What nerve! This kid's entire life has been nothing BUT fun! I'm the most fun mom he'll ever have! I hope I don't kick the bucket early and he gets an uuber cool stepmom just to prove me wrong!
But seriously!
See how much fun that isn't? Ugh. These kids get more field trips & vacations than .... well, I don't even know, but suffice it to say I was miffed. I'll save my rant for another time and just share the good stuff now, but sheesh.
So, anyway, we are blessed to be part of a father/son co-op with about 8 other homeschooling families from our church. About once/month the dads & boys get together for an activity, devotional and time of bonding. My 3 guys have enjoyed this time of fellowship tremendously over the years.
A fantastic time was had by all! No matter the title of this blog's entry. See those beaming smiles? He can't fool me! By the time he re-entered the house, he was a different child. Blood sugar must have leveled out. I don't know what his excuse was before leaving. I know I fed him lunch today. Just in case you're wondering, those are reflective zippers on the boys shirts that are blinding you from the flash.
The devotional led by one of the dads for today's rock climbing adventure, was based on Psalm 18:2:
The LORD is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer;
my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge.
He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.









