Do you remember that little
jingle sisters? That is what I keep singing in my head every time I start
having a doubtful, sad or faithless thought regarding Audrie and her
situation. I am determined to have FAITH! It is hard for me, but
having those negative and doubtful thoughts are just bringing me down and I am
done with it J So just remember, “Everything’s gonna be
alri-ight! Everything’s gonna be alri-ight!”
Nothing much to report on.
School is going well, we are having our struggles, but we are hanging in
there. Tyler is having his usual beginning of the year organizational
struggles and has reaped the consequences of that grade wise so far. I am
trying my darndest to teach him how to stay on top of his stuff, but he is just
having to learn the hard way. If any of you have any suggestions PLEASE
send them my way. (Just FYI- He has a planner, but will not use it, he
thinks he can remember everything. He has a zipper binder with pocket
folders for each class so he can just shove stuff in the folders. They
have an online website that posts hw (albeit it’s not always updated). He
has his ipod to take pictures of assignments, notes, hw, etc; although I am
worried it may be part of the problem-so we will be taking that away to see if
things improve)
Audrie is keeping her spirits
up, although she is failing her reading class already. I keep telling her
grades don’t matter as long as she is trying her hardest, and she is
trying. I am meeting with her reading teacher tomorrow before school to
discuss some things to help her be more successful. They gave her a
reading passage that was front and back page with the tiniest font and no
spacing…which totally throws her off. This is what I mean when I say
people truly don’t understand dyslexia. It is truly ignorance and I am
determined to teach the teachers….but my goal is to do it in a kind and loving
way so I don’t come across as an overbearing mother (which may be unavoidable,
I don’t know). I continue to have answers regarding her, little tender
mercies telling me that everything is going to be okay and I am trying my
hardest to hold onto those in the midst of hw struggles and tears.
Kaylee is thriving. She is
doing great. Loves school and loves learning. She does have some
similar tendencies that Audrie does in her writing which does raise a red flag
(dysgraphia is related to dyslexia…and I actually think Tyler may have a touch
of that). But they won’t make a big deal out of that until 2nd
grade (which technically she could be in since she did kinder twice). I
would take dysgraphia over dyslexia any day. She is so shy but yet always
has a mischievous twinkle in her eye! She can be a clown when she wants
to be.
Sam is my little happy go lucky
child. Smiling and giving me the occasional hug with light just beaming
through her eyes, and DEFINTILY is a clown…but lately she has a dark
side. She is showing some rebellion! My sweet Sam is starting to
blatantly disobey L We have had several children do similar
things and are going instill our “poop pick up” program again. It is the
ONLY thing that seems to work with our kids. As much as we talk about
poop I guess it only makes sense, hahahaha. Why is that a constant topic
of conversation at our house??
Quick Sam story. Since I
was released from my calling I feel like I have been so much more on top of
making sure the kids are looking their best for church. Well, at
least until last Sunday. We strolled into church finding a pew to sit
in. And upon sitting down Kaylee and Audrie started giggling
uncontrollably. I quickly went up to them and asked what the problem
was. They blurted out (LOUDLY of course), “Mom! Sam doesn’t have
any panties on!!” My face turned red I’m sure, but I couldn’t help but
laugh at the situation. Holy cow. I must be worthy of some reward
now…how many mothers have sent their children to church without PANTIES
ON??! Well the Hart’s have. We are awesome. And to top it off
Audrie decided to strike up a conversation with the family in front of us about
the fact that Sam was currently bare bumming it right then and there, in the
very pew behind them. We are definitely a special breed.
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