Finished At Last

I started making this for my nephew, Tommy, in November.  When it wasn't done by his birthday, I lost my motivation until some ladies at work heard me talk about the aligator scarf and wanted to see it.  While it sat in my bag, I was motivated to work on it during downtime at work.  Now, here it is about a month after putting it in my work bag...finished!

Eric and Sean Go To The Dentist

Eric and Sean went to the denist for the first time yesterday (we just recenty got dental insurance).  They were both nervous and excited about going.  I am happy to report that Eric has no cavities and there is nothing to worry about with his teeth right now.  Sean is a different story.  We knew before going that there was a possibility that he would have to have his front two bottom teeth pulled because the adult teeth have already come in behind them and they just got loose (another thing that got them to the dentist in the first place).  Unfortunately, he also has 2 "good sized" cavities that they are worried will ruin his adult molars if they aren't taked care of.  I kind of go a feeling this was going to be the case with him when Eric came out from getting his teeth cleaned and told us that it kind of tickled when they were doing his back teeth.  Sean just looked at him and said, "Why would they clean your back teeth?"  When I told John about this he nicely explained to Sean that brushing teeth is for them to be clean not just so they look good.  Sean seemed to be surprised by that concept. Noel and I will go next week because they will only take two members from a family per day.

A Letter From Sean

In Sean's class, they have a family journal where they write a letter to a member of the family on Tuesdays and Thursdays.  Then, that family member is to write a letter back in response.  All of the letters are kept in a notebook so that at the end of the year there is a collection of these letters to keep.  Sean has been begging for a puppy in his letters for a while now.  Yesterday's was a bit different.
"Dear Mom,
I'm vvvvery ixiedid for the dentist.  But I like puppy's beder.
Love,
Sean"

Christams is Finally Over

I don't know if it has been laziness or just lack of motivation, but we finally took the Christmas stuff down.  I know it is March 13, and that means that it is almost 3 months after Chirstmas.  Thats's ok.  Maybe we just really like Christmas.

Happy 57th!

If my mom were still with us, she would be 57 today! (I can't believe I almost forgot!)

Eric's Walk Home

When I was getting ready to get Sean and Noel lunch, Eric walked through the door with a proud grin on his face, lunch bag in hand.  "You forgot to pack my lunch," he informed me. (I don't usually make his luch because I am sleeping.  I barely wake up for family prayer before John and Eric leave in the morning.)  I smiled at him and ask him if he was feeling well, if he school had tried to call me, and if they knew he had left.  He was feeling just fine (perhaps more than fine since he was so proud of himself for pulling off his escape).  The school had not called and did not even know he was gone.  I let him know he was going back when I took Sean to school and called to let the school know where he was (they didn't realize he was missing yet).  When I took him back to school, Eric broke down into tears.  "I don't want to have to go to school after I escape," he sobbed.  I really wanted to just pick him up in my arms and tell him that he could stay home and nap with me and Noel, but I knew that would just make him want to do it again.  It broke my heart to leave my little boy crying in the office while the pincipal tried to talk to him and get him back to class. 

When I picked up the boys from school, Eric's teacher appologized and explained what had happened.  It seems Eric got into the luch room, looked in his lunch bag, and realized there was nothing in there.  A bit surprised and upset, he asked the lunch teacher if he could go back to the class to look in backpack to see if the food had fallen out.  Upon realizing there was nothing there he decided to go to his main source of food, home.  He put on his coat and walked the few blocks home with his proof that there was no lunch.  His teacher had dropped off the class and gone into the teachers' lounge to eat her own lunch, so she had no idea what was going on.  The lunch room teacher didn't even realize he hadn't come back. 

Eric has now been told by his teacher and me that it wasn't safe for him to do that (of course it didn't sink in when I told him).  Hopefully, he will not do that again.  Hopefully, his lunch will be made in the morning or he will accept the alternative of the school's food after today.  Thankfully he got here safely and was able to get a lunch.