my big boy

So I have a test on Saturday of this week, so instead of studing (like I should be doing), I do this thing called, tell me if you ever heard of it, AVOIDANCE!!!! So part of my sick and twisted avoidance process is to take the kids to the park on Thursday night, instead of just letting them sit infront of the TV... So we are at the park, and first off let me tell you how very, very proud of my middle son, Cregan, this is the 1st time he's ever rode his bike to the park and he did excellent.

But the story of my big boy is about Clay. We are at the park in our neighborhood and he's riding in the huge circle around the park with some friends he knows from school, I'm keeping a look out and notice towards the end of the circle, he catches the back of his leg with the pedal. I cringe, thinking, here it comes the crying and screaming and I'm going to have to load him up in the wagon with his bike and trek home. I'm waiting... and waiting... and he doesn't cry, scream, etc. He just says to be mom, look I hurt myself and then goes and plays with his friends.
An hour goes by, it's time to go home, we say goodbye to his friends and then it starts, "mom, my leg hurts, mom I need a bandaid, mom I need ice." We finally get home and I get all the kids bathed, showered, teeth brushed, pj's on. Clay comes limping out to me saying, "mom, I can't go to school tomorrow, my leg hurts too bad..."

That's my big boy :0

Ode to my Nan

My nanny (grandmother) is an outstanding person, I've known this forever, but it's about time all my friends in cyber space no it as well. My nanny has been recognized for a small amount of what she does for her city (Feltham). She is very involved with the elderly (not that she counts herself in that category, you know she's only 89...) She picks up the "little old ladies" on Wendesday for bingo, which she is in charge of organizing and taking care of refreshments. She is also involved in raising money for Hospice for children and other noble causes, to numerous to name. But let me tell you a little about this incredible lady...

My nanny born 1919 was the only daughter to my Great Grandmother and Great Grandfather, she had 3 brothers (all whom are now deceased), she married her first love and then then WWII started and her husband left her and so did all her brothers. Her husband did return in increments of time, just enough through the years to give her my Uncle John, Aunt Maureen and my mom, then the war ended and he didn't return...he left her for another woman. This is before the time of assistance for single mothers, she moved in with her parents and raised her children, working as hard as she could. Later she met my granddad, Lenny and married and had my Uncle Martin and enjoyed many, many years of laughter and joy before he passed away. My nanny also sadly had to see the passing of 2 of her children, my Aunt Maureen and my mom. She was by their side and even ended up raising some of my Aunt's family. When my mom was sick, she flew in from England and was by her side the whole time.

My nanny, eventhough she lives in England, always visited while I was growing up. She would come over if not every year, it was every other. She and my granddad were a prinnicle part of my life, even an ocean away. She would travel even now if her health would let her, but I prefer to visit her now. She has had a long life, but she does more in one week for her community and others in her community than embarresingly that I do in maybe a few months.

I love my nan, and want to congratulate her for winning citizen of the year...

Blondes have more fun??

I decided with Josh being gone I could experiment a little with my hair, and I decided to cut and color it. Josh loves long hair, but I was so excited to cut it short and go blond!! I just want it to be even more blond, but I figure if I go back every 6 weeks to get my hair done it'll eventually all be blond... and just like that, no more gray!!! NOW YOU SEE MY ULTIMATE PLAN...... blond hair hides the gray, hahahahahahahaha (in an evil laugh)!!

Another fan in the family

Collin is talking SO much lately, he's repeating words and coming up with his own version of words. The other night he brings me a costume, it's his brother's spiderman costume, and he grunts his grunt, which means "put this on me, now, handmaiden". So I quickly put his request into motion. I have to roll up the sleeves and pants quite a few times to fit my 1 year old, but after the outfit is on, he runs around saying "mirer-man, mirer-man", which is translated for the rest of the human species as Spiderman-Spiderman, or in other words, "I am spiderman, get me a lollypop!!"

Gorgeous Weather

Has spring FINALLY sprung in Ohio!! For the last few days, we have had wonderful weather and it has been so amazing. Growing up in Georgia, where you are usually wearing your shorts at Valentine's Day and I remember one year going swimming on Christmas Day, it is so hard living in the north.
I feel like one of those animals that going into hiberanation and comes out in the spring, yawning and stretching! That has been me in the last few days. With the weather being more like spring, I've been working on projects, playing outside, just in geveral enjoying myself.

Here are a couple of pictures of the boys totally enjoying a nice day

Pathophysiology

I had my 1st Patho class this last Saturday! Although I know it's one step closer to 1. never having to take anouther biology class and 2. getting into Nursing school, I have to say I'm NOT looking forward to this class. My teacher who seems to have a sense of humor on paper (his notes), in person, leaves lots to be desired. I had such an AMAZING teacher last quarter that I suppose any teacher would pale in comparison.

The material is very in-depth too, which required a lot of hours of in home study time. Time away from my boys and other things that I would otherwise be doing.

I just keep telling myself, in a year Josh will be home and in 3 years, I'll be done with school! Just looking at it like that helps. "There is an end" is my new mantra...