Today my little girl, my baby, graduated from pre-school, I know in my head that this is what is supposed to happen. She is more than ready for Kindergarten. My heart is just having a little – ‘not yet’ moment. One minute I’m okay with it, the next, I’m trying so hard not to cry!
I just hope that some of her bestest friends will be in her class, otherwise it might be a long year. She is so worried that her “boy-friends” will forget about her, she loves J, Z, and B. We have play dates set up with J, and Z. According to her – she is going to marry one of them, they just don’t want to leave their mommies yet. Silly boys. But they do watch out for her – and include her in their play – some days she would rather hang out with the boys – they like to get dirty, and she has convinced some of the girls, that it’s okay to get dirty too! Sand is meant to be played in!!! The group of six little girls, that are so tight knit, will be interesting to see how they are divided up, or if they will let some of them be together in the fall. Such cuties – all of them!
Congratulations Tink!
Mommy and Daddy are very proud of you!
This is Miss Britt’s and Jared’s hometown. His family has lost everything. It is gone. GONE.
If you would like to see more photos – please click here. (I didn’t know how to embed it in the page… sorry)
Today, the area is getting more rain, and is under a severe weather watch again tonight. It’s going to be an interesting weekend.
Sometimes the world is an evil place.
Sometimes the world is full of disappointment.
Sometimes the world just needs more good deed do’ers.
Today – my office had several good deed do’ers.
Today – my portion of the world had surprise, and achievement.
today was soo good… I loved my job today!
A special thank you to the good deed do’ers, you made a difference in the lives of children, and devastated adults.
Today – we were able to help some of our volunteers, the ones that don’t ask for help. Today, we were able to give back to them, a small portion of what they have given us.
I only wish we could have done more.
I love three day weekends! I wish every weekend could be a three-dayer! (is that even a word? I’m guessing not.) ANYWAY…
The problem with three day weekends is that I only have 4 days to get my stuff done at work! and all day long I thought today was Monday. It wasn’t until I came home from work and the kids asked what we were having for supper and I said – well – it’s kids eat free night, so we are going to Pizza Ranch. and that’s when Tink decides to tell me:
“Momma, Memorial Day is Monday, M is for Monday and Memorial Day – Today is Tuesday.”
Uhm, darn, and darn.
The phlox (sp?) in front of our home – the color is so much brighter than what it shows in the photo. The bunny is something my dad made for me one year for Christmas. He’s got talent like that.
This is the new tree that Mr. Incredible and the kids got for me for Mother’s day – It will be beautiful in a few more years. That dead patch in the lawn is from where the slide of the swingset used to be. Hopefully it grows back this year. And I am well aware that the push mower is not working, and the weed eater is also out of commission, parts have been ordered, sooner or later we will have a nice looking yard again. I tried to get a few pictures of the neighbors yard, I don’t think they have discovered the joy that is known as weed control.
This is the crabapple tree in our side yard. One week ago today it was beautiful, the blooms were amazing. And now, not so much. But the joy of a flowering crab apple is that it brings a little beauty at the perfect time when the tulips are done, and nothing else is in bloom.
I wish I had a green thumb, and actually enjoyed gardening. but I don’t. I love the flowers, I love the look, but I find no joy, or comfort in digging in the dirt, and weeding – I hate weeding. I blame my mother, anytime we did something wrong in the spring through fall – we’d be sent out to pull weeds. Maybe I should have been a better child.
Usually things look better in the light of day – today – the only thing that looks good is hope. Hope that they will be able to rebuild, hope that their school can be rebuilt and opened in the fall for classes. Hope that the families will stay, and another small town doesn’t just disappear.
From the news reports: they have called in the National Guard, and the town that was basically taken off the map last night, is open from 6 AM to 8 PM, they only way you are getting in – is if you can prove you lived there. The pictures are just devastating, 1/3 of the town is just gone, as in gone. They have started the clean up process, heavy equipment operators have been working since early this morning, and from the reports they have started to get a handle on it.
The towns north of us in our county that were hit, have also been closed to the public. I wanted to take the kids to see their ducks at the nature center, but getting there is going to be the problem. In the light of day – the power lines are down, vehicles are overturned, barns are flattened, animals are missing, homes are badly damaged. But our county is lucky – and we know it.
Tonight – we had a little hands on lesson in weather.
1) When spotting storms, always have a way out.
2) When pulled over to the side of the road watching clouds, people will stop and talk to you non-stop while you are trying to listen to see where the EOC wants you to go next.
3) we need a sitter, who we can call on a moments notice, because I love to go with Mr. Incredible when he storm chases. We talked to some people who were professionals NWLS- they chase for a living (twing of jealousy), and they had seen some pretty amazing storms earlier today.
4) The kids – didn’t really appreciate any of our weather lessons.
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I feel so bad for a small community just a few counties west of here. There is nothing left, Yes, I mean there is nothing left. They showed pictures on the news, and I have seen damage that bad before – Spencer, SD in the early 90s – I’m guessing they will rate this storm as an EF4. ** they have confirmed 7 deaths from this storm 50 injuries – several of them life threatening -as of 9:45 pm – the tornado was at points 1/2 mile wide. And one particular town – the south side, the east side, the high school, GONE.
Right now, Mr. Incredible is at the EOC assisting as parts of our county were hit pretty bad, this is a little too close to home,
Sounds like we are in for a long night… there goes the sirens – wth? Nothing – no wind, no rain,
*Heading towards the basement*
I’m thinking of just letting the kids sleep down there tonight – they might sleep better. and it’s just a major thunderstorm right now – the lightening show is amazing. (I love to watch thunderstorms, I love the smell of the air as they approach) I’m weird, it’s okay – I know it. The weather guys and GAL are having such a hard time covering the storm. The particular channel I’m watching, is small town, and they know everyone, and to hear of someone losing their home, their farm, and then to hear that 50 people are injured, and 7 people have died. If that doesn’t make you think, I question whether you are human.
but the incredible’s are fine, tomorrow we may be a bit busy helping some friends clean up – but we are fine.
Today Pan was my helper, he went to the food store with me, he pushed the cart, and put items into the cart. He made sure we got everything on the list, and even a few items that weren’t. You know – important items – such as this:
The verdict? So far the kids have drank the Supernova.
Tink: it’s kinda good, but I like Cherry Coke better.
Pan: At first it’s good, but then you have a weird taste in your mouth.
The verdict – we won’t be buying this one again…. and now the kids are slightly active. Maybe climbing the walls would be accurate – except I sent them outside, and they are burning off their energy playing hard! Ohhhh, the sweet life…
Sunday Afternoon: And now for Revolution -
Pan: It leaves a weird taste too.
Tink: I like it - tastes gooooood.
FG: OMG- this stuff tastes like dish soap. Sticking to my dt. coke.
*update at the bottom*
Like new parents, finding the perfect name is so important. It sets the child’s life. With a name like Elizabeth -perhaps one day you will be queen. With a name like Doris, you end up the scary lunch lady with the huge hairy mole on her face. You know – it’s something that Mr. Incredible and I debated on for a long long time. And when we finally agreed upon their names (Hey, it was hard to come up with Tink and Pan!) it was a huge relief, and they fit them so well.
And now, a new dilemma – we have to come up with a name, and not just any name – but a name for a new baby lamb. She’s new to my work. Arrived today. So very very cute – she’s all black, but when she is older she will have white wool and a black face (she’s a Suffolk) both the mommy ewe, and the baby are doing fine, and for a first time mommy she is doing great!
But the little one needs a name – what should we name it?
So… leave me a comment – with a suggestion – and if you win – you get naming rights to the little lamb.
*EDIT*
The first set of baby pigs were called Pork and Chop, the first lambs were – Lambchop, and Woolie – the thing is – my co-workers have the tendency to get attached to them, and have a fit when it’s time to go to market. Growing up on a farm, I know that livestock, ends up on the plate – it’s how life works. Chickens are great on the grill, Leg of lamb is pretty tasty, ham, bacon, pork chops, steak, burgers – well – you see where I’m going with this. When I return to work on Monday – I’ll give my co-workers your list of names and see what they choose. Thanks!
Sometimes we have to wait,
and sometimes it hits us out of the blue.
But it happens.
Life – it can be a beautiful thing, I just need to remember, my kids are only going to be this age, once, there aren’t any do-overs. I need to stop trying to get them to grow up, so my life can be less stressful. Why does my heart know this, and my head refuses to remember.
Tonight we had to go to Wally-world after supper – needed topsoil and mulch. When we got home it was very close to bed time. I told both kids they needed to get ready for bed, Tink actually listened. Pan went to the back yard with Mr. Incredible. And they had found a baby bird, that was out of the nest, hoping along, trying to fly. Tink was watching from the back door, but she wanted to see it closer.
“Momma, it’s not fair, I listened, I”m in my jammies, and Pan gets to help, and I’m in here, and I’m not whining (she was) but I wanna go see the bird.”
FG: Tink, you can go.
And she was the happiest little girl ever.
Sometimes life can be good, I need to learn to not try to control every aspect, that watching a baby bird take it’s first steps, and trying to fly is more important, and more amazing than the tired little girl, I’ll be dealing with in the morning.
