Sep. 7, 2008
Sunday
Posted in Church
Now there's an original title. I'm like this with my poems, too. I could write them but beats me the title of it... A small update on Chris is at the bottom for those wondering. Just scroll down if you don't want to read all this.  Okay. This morning starting the new Sunday School year for the girls. I feel very optimistic about this! Piglet's teacher happens to be her "boyfriends'" mom. Yeah she's got a boyfriend. They've been talking marriage. Mind you, she'll be 8 next month. Talk about kids growing up too fast.  I did get to talking to her teacher about her issues, and said if there's any problems, etc. I'd be glad to help, whatever... She appreciated that. It seems like this is becoming standard for me to say to their teachers, but I do honestly mean it. Just part of the job as mom. Rabbit - I didn't get to meeting her teachers. I'll try for next week. Not as worried about her in there, but will still try to touch base with them anyway. The kids are still my responsibility and I want her teachers to know I'll be there if they need me for questions, etc. Today we had a lunch after church and I had a meeting for Rabbit's group. We went and got a snack (the corn muffins didn't work out so well), ran some errands and came back. I gave Pastor D is baby gift and something for the "big sister." He really liked it all. I made 2 bibs with little bunnies on them and got a cute outfit - it said "Little buckaroo" on it, which was perfect, since big daddy is from TX.  The big sis got some animal markers (they make animal sounds!), a doodle pad, and a bracelet I made outta pink glow in the dark yarn. P.D. loved it and thinks his daughter will too.... I did see his wife earlier but didn't actually meet her. I was tempted to give the stuff to her, but that would've been uncomfortable plus I had already arranged to give it to P.D. around lunchtime anyway. He's been awesome to me and my family, so I'm glad to have done this. Definitely worth my time (it wasn't too much!) and I'm glad I did. I felt like it would've been wrong if I didn't, knowing I could and had the resources. Besides, I wanted to!  Mr. Chris left with the kids early, leaving me among a crowd of people, most I didn't know. I felt uneasy about that. So I went to the building where the meeting was and ended up helping set up chairs for that. I talked to P.D. more - just baby stuff, homeschool, etc. He was glad for the help and so was G. Hey, I was available, I was where I was very uncomfortable, why not make myself useful? The meeting was good. G led that and we learned a lot about this group Rabbit's joining. For someone who's shy, you'd never know it today! I talked way too much. oops.  I did share a sign language curriculum with a mom whose son has some hearing problems. I gave her my number too, since she mentioned food allergies and yeah I could relate. Ya think! (I'm allergic to meat, dairy, raw apples, peanuts..... should I really go on??) Maybe I could help her a little? I talked so much probably because I was around a few people I felt very comfortable with (there was just a few who showed up!). Sorry, G! I talked her ears off the most. *bang head* And btw, I found that my dh ended up staying at the church after all! He called my cell but I didn't hear it. I was already helping with the tables and chairs anyhow. Mr. Chris took the kids out and left me home so I can finish preparing for homeschool this week. I'm done! I thought I only had Bible to prepare, but then I also have sign language to prepare for. No big, just took a few minutes. The Bible lessons, a little longer. The character trait for this week: fairness. I could give a lecture a day. God help us. I could use one for myself anyway. Ever notice some lessons you need to teach are the ones you need to learn? That happened a lot when I was a PG leader. So much, that the other leaders would laugh when they saw the lesson I had to give. Okay if anyone's out there laughing, stop. j/k Update on Chris: he is feeling a bit tired today, but still took the kids out. Getting a little worried: he's getting run down a little faster, I think. And I complain about cramps. Makes you think doesn't it? I'm forever humbled in this house. If not, I got my city accent... |
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