Friday, August 28, 2015

Apple for the Teacher

We are on day 5 of school, and I have a breather to put a few thoughts down. 
Back to routine ( Hallelujah! ) 
The beginning of a new school year is just another document on how the kids 
are growing up.  Can't believe this is my oldest's last year of elementary.  
This time next year she will be starting Junior High and Lil Miss will be starting kindergarten. 
But let's not get ahead of ourselves... 
To the 2015-2016 school year.  
My kids are ruling the school being 5th, 4th and 3rd graders.  

We love our school.
It was so fun to see all the familiar teachers faces, friends (kid's and mommy's),
and to see new families to welcome into this wonderful community.

Rosie couldn't wait to socialize with her friends. 
As excited as the oldest three were to go back, the little one was 
a little sad.  She just lost her three best friends. 
She has told me "I'm bored" about 100 times this week.  
Mommy apparently isn't as fun as her brother and sisters.
Have no fear though, she is starting preschool next week. 
We unpacked her backpack Wednesday night and she 
is ready to go. 
Oh, and it only took 3 days into 5th grade for me to bring in reinforcements
for Math homework. 
Glad daddy understands it all.  
So welcome back to a new school year. 
I pray that my children's teacher love my kids,
That my kids love their teachers,
That we all try to be patient when learning something new,
That we respect other students opinions an feelings,
That we foster old friendships and make new ones too, 
and that everyone tries to do their best. 

Thursday, August 20, 2015

The Loss of Dodger

Last night we lost our beloved dog, Dodger. 
We lost a family member. 
He was an energetic puppy and never lost that 
puppy craziness. 
Hubby and I went to pick out Dodger the day after our Goddaughter Melissa's funeral. 
We took our sister in law and niece to help us pick out the perfect dog.  
And he couldn't have been more perfect. 
Watching the litter play, Dodger was the more laid back of the crew. 
Hubby put Dodger in the palm of his hand and he just sprawled out and relaxed. 

Dodger helped us smile and concentrate on anything but the loss of our goddaughter. 
He knew when we need snuggles and let me unload what I was feeling without judgement.

When we went through all the loss of multiple miscarriages, Dodger was there. 
He was our first "baby". 
He helped us prep for the rambunctiousness that occurred when years later three little 
kids walked into our life.   When I became a mom and didn't have as much time to cuddle, 
he became my son's best friend. 

"I have found that when you are deeply troubled, 
there are things you can get from the 
silent devoted companionship of a dog 
that you cannot get from any other source."  
Doris Day
 There is nothing like puppy love. 
(2005 - 2015)