I thought I would take this morning to just simply update our family's status or going on's. With the New Year came unwanted change, 9 am church. I can hear mom and Rick already, 9 am is the best! Well maybe when I am in my 60's, but right now I do not like 9 am church, especially with a sleepy head like Mason. Mason is much like I was as a kid, she would sleep till noon if we let her, and if you wake her up before that Watch Out, you never know what you will get. She is not a morning person. Anyways, 9 am church means up early, nap after church, and then cannot fall asleep Sunday night. I do like that Sunday's seem so long now, and we get to lay around and relax most of the day as a family. Mason and Connley have decided they want to explore their non-instrumental musical talents, and have begun attending choir Thurs and Fri mornings at school. Connley is so concerned that she will not be famous, and has become quite the fan of Taylor Swift. She is doing great with guitar lessons, and even memorizes every practice song, which her teacher said people just don't do. If you mention a song she has done she will recite back to you the letters/notes AABDEAAB.... However, in order to be famous like Taylor Swift she feels like she needs to learn to sing, hence choir. Mason on the other hand, simply wants to do stuff with others. She is a social child, and just wants to belong to a group. She has been doing flute in the band at school, as well as taking private flute lessons. The problem is she never, and I mean never, practices. After talking to her, we have realized she wants to be a part of the band, for the social group environment, but she hates practicing because it requires her to be in her room by herself. She hates the alone part of practicing. The happy compromise, drop flute and the expense of renting the flute and paying for lessons, and let her join choir. It is free, there really is zero practicing and she gets to belong to a group with her friends.
Not much has changed with Angela and I. We continue to drive to work together every morning, work a few cubicles away from each other for 9 hours a day, drive home together, and then spend the rest of the night fixing dinner, laundry, cleaning, getting the kids to bed, and watching a few episodes of Lost. We are almost done with this ridiculous show, I just want off this island! We then go to bed together, and wake up at the same time to do it all again the next day. Essentially Angela is my shadow. It is a good thing I love her or else we may get sick of each other very quickly. She is fun and I am grateful that we have so much in common that I do enjoy being with her. My sports radio has gone out the window on the way to work, because instead Angela and I get to talk, yea! :)
I hope all is well with each of you. Jeff, don't fret too much about McCoy. Could you imagine if we had some of the test and diagnoses we have today when we were kids? I would have been on so many ADD and ADHD drugs, and every other drug to try and "control" me. Plus I had a speech impetiment that may have led to further assumptions of my problems. I looked up aspergers and it looks like someone can live a pretty normal life with aspergers, so perhaps he will be a cross between rainman and normal - genius!
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