Beginnings and Endings

It's been a full week, and it's only Wednesday.  Monday I started Morgan's enrollment in Columbia Virtual Academy.  Technically this way, he isn't home schooled.  He is enrolled in a school district, that then partners with me to provide the curriculum, and to which I will make weekly reports.  This will ensure that he starts 1st grade with all the other 6 year olds next year.  It also means that the money the school district gets for having Morgan enrolled is paid out to us in curriculum and support.

Kaia started 3rd grade on Tuesday.  She was so excited.  Her only apprehension: she has the teacher that doesn't allow you to rest your chin on your hand.  She's sure that she cannot not do this.  I think it will be an excellent lesson in sitting up and paying attention.

Tuesday, after dropping off the boys with Grammy and Papa, and Kaia at school, we said good bye to our dear sweet cat Callie.  She was suffering from paralysis, which was only getting worse, and the vet said nothing could be done to help.  She would continue to lose more and more function.  It wasn't fair to make her lay around in her feces because her back legs couldn't hold her up long enough to finish business.  It was hard holding her as she purred, knowing it would be her last.  But at the same time, I knew that's how I would want to go out of this world.  Happy.  And as she drifted off to sleep from the sedative they give first, she was happy.

Brendon's Conversation

A few weeks ago, Brendon had a conversation with Grammy that was too cute and had to be written down.
Brendon: Buh Bye.  Buh Bye.
Grammy: Buh Bye Brendon.
Brendon: Nuh-uh (with head shaking no)
Grammy: Nuh-uh?  No Buh Bye?
Brendon: Meow

This Summer Left Us in Stitches!

We've had children for 8 years, and not one set of stitches, and then this summer, we are already on our second set!  I guarantee this will not be the last set.  Our kids are far to wild for that. 

I do believe Bryce may have ruined his chance at ever pulling a switcheroo on teachers.  He is going to have a scar from his tumble off the couch. 

 This is right after we got home from the doctor.  We opted for the liquid stitches because holding down a screaming toddler didn't sound like fun.  He had the area bleeding again within a few hours.

Here he is this morning.  Dana has now nicknamed the boys, Scarface and Babyface.