Double Rainbow

An ordinary Thursday that had a surprise almost ending. Everyone is tired and ready for school to be out for the summer. Suddenly a light rain starts to fall while the sun remains in the sky. To our amazement and surprise not one but two rainbows appear in the sky. Or as Bre likes to call them Roy G. Biv (red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet). It's not often that we get to see one of those amazing earthly sights that only God himself could shower upon us but even less often to see two glorious rainbows just sitting there in the sky. My children stared in awe and chattered about it's beauty. I sat silently hoping to catch a photo that would remind just how lucky we are. A kind of peace came over me making me realize how lucky I am to have the life I have. I'm thankful that I have a husband that loves me no matter what the circumstance and children and that are happy and relatively healthy. Today nature put made me realize how wonderful life can be. Despite the fact that I have to figure out how to get a happy meal toy out of the toilet and end of the year school "stuff" is wearing me out emotionally and physically on a daily basis life is still good.

PINK EYE!!!!!

Pink eye with all of its gunk and tears has struck the boys. Everyone actually slept late this morning giving me some peace and quiet. It was so nice to enjoy a cup of latte and the quiet.

20 Things About Me

Work in Progress....

1. I'm addicted to coffee and shamefully nicotene.
2. My second husband is a wonderfully sweet man that I adore very much
3. In our home we have 2 dogs, 1 cat (who is deaf and clawless), 1 hamster and last time I checked that was all!
4. I teach special education and have been known to start taking on their mannerism from time to time.
5. I crochet in the attempt to keep from strangling my own children.
6. Sammy Smeagol (my hubby's expensive doggy) snores louder than my hubby.
7. I'm a die hard softball mommy.
8. The only time I don't have children around me is when I'm in bed. (This wisdom directly from the mouth of one of my babes)
9. Everyone keeps asking if my hubby and I are going to have a child together. Are the positively mad?
10. I experience severe mood swings for unknown reasons and at unforeseen times. Could it be living with my family or my job or possibly both?
11. Poop and bodily functions are often comical subjects in our house..
12. Abstinence is easy in a house of 4 children...
13. I experience extreme guilt trips whenever I try to leave the house alone.
14. I strive to be like grandfather who was even tempered and never complained.
15. Despite my fluffy married appearance I suffered from anorexia eons ago and received extensive counseling
16. If I knew that getting my PhD wouldn't drive me to the insane asylum I would go back to school.
17. I love my job and my children that I teach but you have to find humor in their idiosyncracies and quirks. Hence, I really enjoyed "The Ringer" and thought that it was in good taste
18. My daughter has finally exited her gothic phase but still loves music. Thank you Lord!!!!!

DEATH

One of my students (the one I referred to in the Death in a Bottle post) experienced the loss of his father yesterday. It's amazing to me how differently people deal with death. "M" as I will call him for the obvious reasons of confidentiality and such wanted to come to school today. As soon as I saw his mother accompanying him down the hallway this morning I knew instantly that something terrible had happened. I have to applaud this child for putting on a brave face and bearing the day with his classmates. Perhaps it hasn't fully settled in with him or it may just be that he has been able to reconcile with the loss in his own way. Dealing with a death from a child's perspective is extremely touchy but add to this the fact that this child is one with special needs. After long thought and quiet observation I can't help but wonder what thoughts and feelings must be going through his mind. I've not experienced the loss of a parent and truly fear the day that that comes. At some point during the day "M" approached me and started talking in such a sensible manner it was almost unbelievable to me. He said that his father was not suffering anymore and the fact that his father couldn't stop drinking had caused him to die. I had to fight to control the urge to cry and hug this child for his loss and his wisdom. I'm worried that when the reality sets in and surely it will that this child will positively go out of his mind.

Suspicions

Today was one of those manic Mondays. I used to hate that song! I did some detective work and found out that "Leech" (as he was previously named) did not turn in a letter from a doctor stating that he couldn't work because of a condition with his knees. I'm bad for what I did directly after....I gave the Clerk of Court the address of his temporary residence. I know I know! No one has to tell me that this was a shameful act. By the time this is over and done with my knees will have rug burn and the rosary will be worn through to the string. Temptation got the better of me and I sunk to his level. But the way that I see things is this: If I, the custodial parent, were to suddenly wake up and decide that I was not going to work then DSS would swoop down in some grand way and take my child from me, correct? (Do I hear a resounding southern "hell yes!"?) That's what I thought.

Some might view my act as an act of jealousy or hate. Quite the contrary! I'm not jealous of his lifestyle. I quite enjoy working and living in our humble abode (Which by the way we finally got the leak fixed over Barb's bed!!!!! WOOOOOWEEEE!!!) I'm very fond of bedding down with my husband each and every night and the security that I when we are together. I don't hate him but I stand in wonderment that "LEECH" is able to think that he can single handedly absolve himself of his financial responsibilities to our daughter. When we were going through our divorce almost 7 years ago an offer was placed before him to sign over his parental rights and responsibilities to our daughter but he refused. If I knew that it would not be a true travesty in Bre's life I would offer up the same just to be rid of such pain and heartache that I know lies lurking in her future. I have walked in her shoes and I know firsthand the pain that he will cause that wonderful soul eventually. It is written out so plainly and blatantly on the wall that he values himself more than he does our daughter.

~Sighs and shuffles off to bed~