Conference

So, we as parents love to go to the whole conference thing. The whole experience of how well your kid is doing in school. I love it. I have expectations for my son, I am the one who makes sure homework is done to a tee. Always making sure it is turned in on time. Always makes way for reading time, etc. So conferences are tomorrow and the next day. I'm stoked! Can't wait to talk with the teacher and find out how Cal is doing! We get the note home-- "There is no reason for you to come in this time. Calvin is doing great and I don't see a future problem." What does that mean? No conference? I guess I just wanted confirmation on how good I was doing, hmmm. Oh, well. I guess we're doing a good job-- with or without a conference!

Boys

So, my kid is going through this very weird stage. Everthing he says is for shock value. He's testing us with words. Like the other day one of my really good friends came over and showed Calvin this weird finger thing. Calvin says, is that supposed to be a penis? He then just walked off. It's definately a 2nd grade boy thing. I'm around these kids enough to know it's what they do and talk about. I don't know if I should laugh, get upset, send him to his room, etc. I have been explaining to him that this is very inappropriate and I don't like it. That seems to be doing the trick but I'm getting to that point where I'm never quite sure what is going to come out of his mouth. Rrrrrr....

THE Pergola

Chris freezing his butt off trying to complete the pergola. Looks Beautiful honey!!

How Is Joey Doing??!!

So, as many of you know, my Best Friends husband has been battling cancer for 2 years, 5 months and 2 days. It's been rough. This is a little update for all of those who keep asking, who keep praying and those of you who are wondering, don't ask and wish I would hurry up and blog~ so here goes. Joe has been in the hospiatl all last week, he just came home. The Dr.'s have again found cancer in Joe's stomach. This is extremely painful. He is getting over an infection. He is still producing fluid in his stomach that they keep having to pump out. After this Joe feels relief. This time and for the first time there was blood in the fluid. This kind-of caught Kristie off guard. Joe, asked the Dr., "In your professional opinion, how much time would you give me?" The Dr. said 6 months. For those of you who know, 6 months for Joe could mean 6 years! He has beat the odds so many times before. TYJ! I often wonder- could I ask that question if I were in the same boat? Could I fathum the Dr. saying "6months"?! Kristie is still her stellar self. It is amazing the way she is. I have told her and my Pastor, If I only had an ounce of her faith... I would be such a great person! As most of you know, I went to see her last October. She is the best nurse, Mother, Wife, Business Owner and mostly, faithful Christian. And she holds it together so well. I'm crying, she is telling me, "God is so giving, Andrea.." Her touch is deep. Her love is so strong, but her faith~ wow, it's something!! I have told her so many times, "Someday you will be so proud of you." Her kids are so great! I wish I could keep them!! She has a way with expressing life when death seems to have been so close numerous times. It's truly fasinating. We've come along way in 20 years!

The New Wall

So, I have been wanting to paint the window wall in our bedroom chocolate brown for a long time!! We finally did it yesterday. It looks great! Here is the reveal! That sounds so HGTVish!

This is how cool Calvin thinks it is!! He did help paint, though!