Smarty pants Adam

The boys start school on August 24th. We got a call from the principal today. Because of his high testing and ability to learn quickly, Adam has been chosen as a role model for all-day-kindergarten. Basically, the school has one all day class, which a few exceptional children are chosen to be "role models" or "leaders" for the rest of the class, which is made up of children who would benefit from additional time. This is exciting (Adam is one of the youngest in his grade), but we are also worried. Not worried about Adam, we know he will be great. But we are worried about Ben, who is being surpassed by his younger brother. David and I agree that if they want Adam to skip a grade, we will not do it. Ben is already a timid guy and the fact that all last year, Adam was doing Ben's homework right along with him, has been rough on Ben's self-esteem. I can not work with Ben without Adam yelling out the answer. So to work with Ben, I have to be in the room alone with him. So, instead of 2 in school all day, I will have 3 in school all day and 2 at home. It makes getting the boys to and from school easier with all of them going at the same time. Right now, I am ready for school to start. The boys have been driving me a LITTLE CRAZY. Just a little, lol.

Izzy needs a Kennel

We came home from church yesterday to find that Izzy had chewed or clawed the front blinds trying to see out. She used our new couch to climb on, which we put in front of the window. Izzy has shown signs of separation anxiety before, with howling and whining and jumping at the door. But she usually calms down and lays by the door waiting for us to come back. But this time she had a couch to jump on and look out the window. Then later that day, we found her asleep on the couch, when we had been downstairs. She has never had a problem with getting on the furniture before. I think it is because the couches are new to our home and we put them in the once empty front room, which is where her bed is. David has told me to get a kennel for when we leave, or she will have to go outside on a chain. David is missing Skip more now. He has realized what a good dog Skip was and can't really see the dog Izzy could become with proper training. I don't think she will ever come close to Skip in David's eyes.

24th of July

In Utah, we get an extra holiday in July. The 24Th is Pioneer day. We get to have another parade, rodeos, and fireworks. I realized that I had not changed my background since Easter (opps). HAPPY JULY!!!

Stitches

After almost 8 years of active boys and no stitches, we were in the doctors office last night getting stitches. We had just finished swimming and everyone was wrapped in towels, heading into the kitchen for a yogurt. Scott was the last one in, slipped on the wet floor and fell head first into the edge of the kitchen chair. This happened at about 4:30. It bled for about 10 minutes. I was going to call the doctor to see if I should come in when David got home, took one look at it and said that I needed to take Scott in, he needed stitches. I got through to the clinic on the way there. Scott was very brave. They had a cotton ball with numbing liquid on it. They had me hold it on the cut while they got the instruments ready. Scott (who hadn't cried since before David got home) laid right on the table when they asked him to, didn't even flinch when they stuck the needle in three or four times (I on the other hand, couldn't look and still got faint). When it was numb, they put the cloth over his head with just the cut showing. I thought that Scott would at least have a problem with that, because he couldn't see me, but my brave boy laid there and let the doctor do what he needed to do. Scott got 4 stitches. When the doctor was done, Scott sat up, and I sat down. I was about to faint. They had me put my head between my legs. It took me a few minutes to get my color back. I gave Scott some tylenol when we got home so he wouldn't hurt so bad when the numbing wore off. The rest of the night was uneventful, but since this was not the first time the boys have slipped on a wet kitchen floor, I will make sure the kitchen floor is not wet or have the boys wear their slippers in the house from now on.