Kaylamity

Today is the first day of the school year 2011-2012.  We still have four of the six children in school.  This year we have at least one child in every school: Joey in elementary, Jess in middle, and Sis and Chas in High School.  For three of them it is a "momentous" year: last year in elementary for Joey, last year in middle for Jess and first year of high school for Sis.  Chas believes this is a special year for her, too; since she's a Junior she thinks she's an upperclassman.  But I remember that for Seniors, no one is an upperclassman but them. I remember being in school and the excitement of the first day back every year.  There is something about new school supplies that still gives me a warm fuzzy feeling to this day.  Everything is crisp and shiny and has that "fresh from the store" smell.  There are no pen marks on the binders, no crumpled wide-ruled notebook paper.  All the pencils are the same length, the end erasers still pristin...

The new year has begun… but I have not.  I feel like someone has hit my “pause” button and I’m just waiting for them to hit “play” so I can get going.  I had high intentions of getting back into the gym four days a week, of reading my bible daily, and staying busy until bedtime every night to get my house in order and chores caught up, but I am failing miserably.  I have not stepped a foot in the gym since before Christmas, have only touched my bible on church days, and am lucky to get dinner on the table nightly and enough laundry done to keep us in clean clothes.  I am in need of revival. This past Sunday was the first day of Revival at our church.  It’s the first time we have attended Revival there, and the first time Jerry or the four youngest children have EVER attended a church revival.  I would really love to say that I have been revived physically, but I can say I have been revived spiritually!  This four-day spiritual uplifting is just what t...

I have six children and two dogs and a husband living in my house.  That's makes me pretty busy, even when I'm not busy.  At any given moment there is some sort of drama or life lesson to be learned from it.  Last night was no exception. Patience is a virtue rarely voluntarily practiced in a household of eight.  Over the years we have all tried our best to learn that, with this many people, sometimes you just have to wait your turn whether you like it or not.  So now we have a new member of the family, my 9 year old stepson, Joey, who just moved with us from his mother's household of three people.  I'm sure you can already guess that having another boy in the house has turned it tospy-turvy!  He has an energy none of the other children ever exuded.  He just can not stay still! To be honest, I really don't remember Darin, my 22 year old, being so hyper at 9.  So, needless to say, it's taking a lot of patience on my part to get used to this....