Does it seem to you that every other mom of school aged children who blogs take a break right after their kids get out and then when a few weeks go by feel bad about it, or is it just the blogs that I read? Well, maybe I just don't relate to those women who are so put together that they can still schedule their kid's new found time and continue to stay connected with people in a more than tweet-like way.
Anyhoo. My kids are out of school. I have pictures. They are here somewhere. Becca graduated from Kindergarten. I took pictures, I know I did. I made it a point to go to this graduation thing. Somewhere there are photos...I will find them...I just don't see them on this computer...that's not good. Maybe they were just uploaded to Snapfish and just didn't get loaded on the computer...I don't know.
I also have more pictures. I went camping with the kids without Tony last week. Ok, some people are making fun of me because they don't think I was really camping. I didn't say I was "roughing it," I said I was camping. I slept in a sleeping bag...on a futon in an air conditioned cabin. We were in the mountains...at a resort. We went fishing...in a man-made lake that they stocked with catfish. Not that I actually fished, and not that my kids caught anything. I wasn't going to give them a hook. Those things are dangerous. Not to mention the fact that I don't want to have to clean the things and they aren't old enough to do it themselves.
We went swimming at this resort-thing. Well, it was actually a camping-resort thing that our friends who we camped with own into. It was fun. I hadn't gone swimming since I have been out of the hospital, so it was a different experience. I had a little trouble figuring out balance again when I got out of the water, but the freedom while I was there was fantastic.
Throughout that week I really focused on trying to walk on my own. It worked. I still use a cane, and I keep the wheelchair in the car just in case, but I really haven't had to use it much except when I went to the mall with my brother, his family and all my kids on Monday after the 4th.
Speaking of the 4th, for that weekend, we all (the kids and I, and Tony for part of the time) went out to my in-laws new house in Hemet. Yeah, my kids were already tired from camping all week, and we went to their house. I guess it wasn't the greatest of ideas, but the kids weren't too bad. We went to their church out there for their celebration, but Micah and the twins were not up to staying around for the fireworks, and neither was I. We went back and watched Empire Strikes Back. It has fireworks at the end, right? Ok, the kids didn't really care about the movie, and they were asleep for the fireworks part, but that was fine with me. Becca had stayed with her Grammy for the fireworks display that they watched from Grammy's church. She was tired, but enjoyed herself.
Today is the second part of an assessment for Micah to take part in a behavior therapy program. I have to irritate my son this afternoon in front of a therapist so that she thinks that he has issues still, and so that she sees how I deal with it. I don't know if it's worth it, but I'm going to do it anyway. He's been pretty irritable since school let out anyway. I can't wait for August 4th. Does that make me a bad mom?
I think that's all caught up. One of these days I'll find pictures, take the ones that are still on the camera off, and make a slide show. Maybe after the kids go back to school...maybe a summer in review or something. In the meantime, I'm enjoying my kids.
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