Stormy Weather

Wow . . . what amazing thunder and lightening. The power of weather in Kansas is something I had forgotten in all of my years away. The most incredible clouds roll in and the lightning strikes zig-zag through the sky with wild abandon. Thunder crashes around - clasps lasting more than a few seconds.

I can sit and watch the storms for hours. It doesn't just rain in eastern Kansas; mother nature produces an incredible show. I look for the infamous funnel clouds; wait to hear if any tornado sirens go off (so far, none).

My kids complain about how boring it is the midwest ( . . . those wild sons of the Confederacy I birthed!). Kansas may not have the skyscrapers, the subways, the lights, the history of the east coast to amuse and entertain. We have the good-old fashioned kind of entertainment that can only come from summer in the midwest.

BLAM!

I've been spammed!!!!! I cannot believe my blog has been spammed!!! I do not sit and write often enough, nor have I shared my blog with family and friends (not for any particular reason), so when I logged on today and saw two comments on my latest blog, I was excited . . . someone had found me!

Then I saw the screennames . . . both from payday loan web sites. So much for being "found."

I couldn't believe it . . . blog + spam = BLAM!!!!!

Just Breathe

Jud made it through his first two days of 5th grade . . .
Breathe

We have already received a phone call from his teacher about two issues on the second day of school . . .
Breathe

I have already sent two emails to his teacher describing Sensory Integration Dysfunction and how it affects Jud's life . . .
Breathe

Spent an hour looking for our copy of The Out-of-Sync-Child to lend to Jud's teacher . . . no luck finding it, will probably buy another . . .
Breathe

Have talked to Jud and reassured him that the school year is not already ruined (despite his dire prediction that it is) . . .
Breathe

Have cried on Terry's shoulder about how much love we have for our son and how difficult it is to see him struggle with life - not learning - but life . . .
Breathe

God, grant us the strength to be supportive, loving parents, and grant Jud peace with his surroundings, and help me to remember to BREATHE