1. We adopted a dog . . .
The boys have really enjoyed their dog . . . "Scooby" . . . a girl. They play with Scooby a lot, and Allie is enjoying her more and more too. She LOVED Scooby at first and then HATED Scooby. Now she wants to be around Scooby all of the time, but still starts to get upset if Scooby is hyper and running around.
Our old dog is doing okay too. She loved having Scooby at home, but now she gets annoyed on occasion - especially since Scooby has already doubled in size. Clementine still doesn't want her personal time though, she prefers to have her eyes on Scooby at all times. This timing was perfect because a week after we brought Scooby home we found out that Clementine has cancer. The good news is that it is slow growing, but it is still cancer. Some days I love Scooby, and some days I think "what have I done?" I guess this is Karma for when Adam surprised me with a cat for my birthday -- and never asked my parents' permission. At the time, I couldn't understand why my mom wouldn't just fall in love with the amazing new kitty. Yep, karma.
|Alemitu pretending to be a dog at the vet.|
As for Allie, she gets sick in style . . .
|This was taken 5 minutes later.|
3. The boys started riding the bus to and from school. In kindergarten, riding the bus wasn't worth it. It would take us longer to walk to the neighborhood gate to wait for the bus than it was for me to just drive to the school. Plus we liked to ride bikes. Okay, I'll admit it -- I couldn't imagine my poor, helpless, confused, scared little boys on a big, bad bus. In 1st grade, we got a variance to keep our kids in the same school, and so we had to drive 10 minutes to/from school. No bus options. And now in 2nd grade, I have run out of excuses. The boys were curious about riding, and I couldn't think of a single reason why they couldn't. So, I hesitantly said yes. And now I wonder why the heck I didn't do this sooner. Having the kids ride the bus is awesome! No more showing up to school and fighting the new pick-up system. I . . . I mean the boys, love it!
On Thursdays, the boys stay late for a drawing class, so I still pick them up on those days. One afternoon, I went out to start my Jeep to run a few errands before picking them up. My Jeep wouldn't start. Dead battery. Adam was on a shoot and couldn't be reached. My sister and brother-in-law were selfish and moved away from me so they can't be here to rescue me at my beck and call. And, I hate asking for help so I didn't even call the friends and clients that live within a mile of me and would not hesitate to help me out. So... it was time to try out the golf cart. I didn't know how much battery remained, but I gave it a shot. I drove to the store, to the post office, and to my work. It started slowing down on the way to school. Crap. I picked up the boys and they told me they would just push it if it died. I explained that there is no way they can push this thing. Well sure enough it died about .5 miles from home. And sure enough those boys were determined to push the golf cart. And they did. I was laughing so hard that tears were rolling down my cheeks. For a while, I even sat in it as they pushed me (their idea). Cars were driving by us and staring as a mother is laughing while her young children push her in a golf cart. We came home so sweaty, but we had the best time ever.
Like I said, we had a great January and February. March gets even crazier with a lot of changes . . . but I'll post about all of that soon. :-)
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