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As I headed home from my grandmother’s house on Thanksgiving, I noticed I had a rather large stick in my back windshield. So I asked, “Why is there a stick in my back windshield?”  My dear sweet child, Sebastian, said that he liked the stick and he was taking it home.

Yes, my child found a stick that he liked and decided to take it home. 

This short conversation has stayed on my mind ever since.  Why in the world would he need to bring a stick home? He never plays outside. 

Our yard is a barren wasteland of just plain old boring grass.  Perfect for smooth mowing, which is exactly what Josh is trying to accomplish, but it isn’t the best yard for the childhood imagination.

We don’t have rocks in our yard.  Josh gets rid of those.  He doesn’t want to run over it with the lawn mower.

We don’t have sticks in our yard.  Josh gets rid of those, too.  He doesn’t want to run over these with the lawn mower, either.

We don’t have leaves because Josh chops leaves up with the lawnmower.  Not sure why he does this.  Don’t they just disintegrate?

We don’t have old tires, overgrown flowerbeds, swings, picnic tables, overgrown roots, or rusted old stuff left over from 30 years ago.

I told Josh about the conversation with Sebastian and how there aren’t any sticks in the yard.  Of course Josh implied that he did wish the kids would play in the yard more.  Knowing better, I said, “Now just what would you say if you walked outside and seen the kids digging a hole in the yard with a stick?”  He chuckled and said, “I would tell them to stop.”

I am not sure where Sebastian put his stick, but hopefully he hid it well.  There is no rock, stick, or leaf in our yard that is safe from Josh, and I don’t see that changing anytime soon.


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When we moved into our house almost a year and a half ago, I began having what I call Birthday Dinners. It has worked out very well.

We celebrated Sebastian’s 7th birthday Saturday evening.

We spent most of Saturday morning cleaning. I went to the grocery store when I decided that my house could not be any cleaner. I had asked Sebastian over a week ago what he wanted to have for his Birthday Dinner and he said that he wanted chili and hot dogs. I baked cupcakes, too.

Everyone started arriving around 3:30 pm. We ate, sang Happy Birthday, and then Sebastian opened presents. It really was a great time. I am thankful for everyone coming and sharing the afternoon with Sebastian.

After everyone had left, Sebastian said, “That was the best birthday party ever!”

That was the best “Thank You, Mom” that a mom could ever get.

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I have added another member to our household. Her name is Lucy.

She is some sort of hound mix. I am thinking maybe a black and tan hound with beagle.

Who knows? She might be just a mutt that looks like a hound. Either way, she is really sweet and I believe that she is going to make a really wonderful pet for our family.

She was stray that wandered up to a friends house and my friend unsuccessfully tried to find the puppy a home. After a month, she brought the puppy in to the office with the hopes that someone would take her. Someone else did for two days, but that situation did not work out. So, I brought her home with me.

I haven’t had a dog in years. I have never had a house dog.

She has something in common with everyone in the family, I think.

Lucy is house broken.  Most everyone in our home is, except for Samuel (he is still in diapers).

She is an older puppy. I have two older kids that would probably be the equivalent of older puppies.

She is a she. I have one daughter, so having another female in the house should be fun.

She likes her blanket. Sebastian does, too.

She likes going outside. My husband loves being outside. He claims that it is too hot, but he stays out there all the time so it can’t be too bad.

She sheds. I do, too. I think it is hormones, on my part at least. I seem to remember shedding hair after having each baby. That is not her problem, though.

My mother is staying with the kids and she sent me a text earlier that said “Lucy made a little sound. Sebastian said it was her first word.”

You got to love kids…

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I have seriously neglected my blog for the last few weeks.

I have seriously been really busy.


Jacob, Emily, and Sebastian are all playing ball. They all have two games a week. Times are getting hectic.

Jacob’s first game was last night. He played great. Bless his heart, he was nervous and excited. I know that I may be a little biased, but my son was the best looking ball player out there.

Emily has been playing for a couple of weeks. She is doing good and she seems to be getting better and better. She really enjoys it and I hope that she keeps playing.

Sebastian is doing really well, too. He has been playing for a couple of weeks, too. Josh took him to the game last night and was giving Sebastian pointers on batting. Sebastian said that he didn’t want to hit the ball too hard and hurt someone. Josh was a little speechless, I think. He told Sebastian that “That is why they have gloves, son.” Sebastian  hit a ball over the shortstops head and got a double and an RBI.

Last night was really hectic because Emily played at 7pm, Jacob played at 8pm, and Sebastian played at 8:30pm. I watched Emily and Jacob while Josh watched Sebastian’s game.

I know one thing–it was cold last night. It is past the middle of May. Last night had to set record lows. I had mittens on Samuel. He did not like that at all.

Anyway, ball season is in full swing. I am loving it.

I love sitting on the sidelines watching my kids be kids. I love to watch their excitement when they hit a ball and get on base or even make it across home plate. I feel their disappointment when they strike out, miss the ball, or make a bad throw. I love watching them make memories that will last a lifetime. I love knowing that they are learning skills that will benefit them for a lifetime, such as working with others toward a common goal, always doing your best at whatever you do, and realizing that not everyone is an all star pitcher, but that everyone has their place on the team.

Whatever that team may be.

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I have really conquered my road rage. Really, I have.

Except when someone tries to run me off the road.

Which is what happened last night on my way back home from an evening of watching pee-wee baseball in 40 degree weather. Well, it was more like 60 degrees, but it felt colder than that.

Last night, I was driving along quite happily. There was this car that couldn’t quite decide if it wanted to go fast or my speed. It passed me once, but then it slowed down…in the fast lane.

Usually, when a car can’t make up its mind what speed it wants to maintain it is a good indicator that the driver of the car is somewhat distracted.

Well, I was cruising along in the slow lane and indecisive driver was driving along in the fast lane. I was in the process of passing the indecisive driver when the car begins to come over into my lane. Seriously.

I had to swerve off the road to avoid being hit by the indecisive driver.

I was not happy. Not one bit.

After being hit by a drunk driver less than a year ago, I was fed up and I began my venting tirade. I blew my horn. Called the woman an idiot. She didn’t see or hear any of my tirade because she was in another vehicle and the indecisive car decided to roll along at a slower pace than a snail.

Then came the red light. No other cars around at all. Just my car parked at the red light in the slow lane and her coming up (very slowly) to the red light in the fast lane. She stopped her car way back behind the little stop here now white line that is present at every red light. I could sense it–she was afraid.

And she should be.

Because she had just made a recovering road rager very angry and frightened because of what could have happened since my entire family was present in the vehicle with me. It didn’t occur to me that I might be frightening my children and my husband.

Yes, I yelled out the window at her. She looked like she was trying to text on her phone. I told her that she needed to pay attention to what she was doing. Then the light turned green and she took off like lightening. 

So, what does this recovering road rager do? I blow my horn and get behind her. I wasn’t doing anything wrong. It was the direction that I go home. I can’t help it if she thought that I was following her.

Then I turned and the entire episode was finished. My son told me that the decent thing to have done was not to yell at her. Well, of course the decent thing to have done would have been just that. Unfortunately, when something happens that makes me aware of how something as precious as the lives of my children can be taken away in a second because of the stupidity of someone not paying attention to what they are doing, decency happens to take a back seat and anger rears its ugly head. Along with the feeling of wanting to rip someones head off.

The good thing is that we are all fine and I am thankful for that. Jacob said he was glad no one from church was there to see it. 

Well, just because I am a Christian does not make me perfect. I am just forgiven and I did pray about it later. I feel like it probably scared that woman just as much as it scared me, but I wasn’t able to think that clearly at that moment. If nothing else, she will pay more attention to what she is doing so she doesn’t bring out the recovering road rager in someone else that is struggling with it more than I am.

So, here it is…

Hello, my name is Sonya. I am a recovering road rager. I have been road rage free for less than 24 hours now…however, I believe my anger was warranted last night…

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I have missed blogging. It has been a week or so since I have written anything. Life just gets in the way sometimes.

Jacob is trying to wait patiently for his phone call from his Babe Ruth Coach. Asking every night if I have heard anything is as patient as any 13 year old boy can be, I guess. We have heard that they are drafting the players tonight. This news helped to ease Jacob’s anxiety that he just wasn’t going to be drafted at all and that his paperwork must have gotten lost somewhere. School is going well for him right now and I hope it continues. My sister-in-law helped tremendously in this area and I am very thankful for her.

Emily has started softball practice. Softball seems to be going well for her. Other than that, Emily is just Emily. She is so bubbly and happy. She occasionally suffers from school-girl drama-queen syndrome, but so far I have been able to reign in the drama and overcome the drama.

Sebastian has started his baseball practice. He is doing really well this year. I really think that he will really grow into the sport this year. He has been playing third base. School is going well for him. He still doesn’t want to read his AR book. He would rather read books that he has at home. I should say that he would rather me read the books to him that we have at home.

Samuel is four months now. He has gotten over the RSV. Thank goodness. He has tried carrots, squash, sweet peas, sweet potatoes, applesauce, and bananas. So far, sweet potatoes is the one thing that he does not like at all. I don’t know why. He really likes the sweet peas. He likes applesauce better than bananas. He has to have cereal in his bottles because he has a major case of acid reflux, but other than this he is doing really well. I will try the sweet potatoes later. He is sleeping through the night. He rolled over in his baby bed the other night. I was so proud that I woke Josh just to tell him that Samuel had rolled over. He is a quiet baby. He does coo some, but not often, and apparently it is really funny getting his diaper changed. Last night, Josh was rocking him so that I could go to bed. Samuel was laughing about something, but I don’t know what. I guess it was just a father and son moment. Whatever it was, it was sweet.

Josh is playing volleyball on Tuesday nights. He is still working the weekend shift, but he is trying to get back to first shift during the week. I will be so happy when he is working Monday through Friday again.

I am still working and still taking my kids everywhere they need to go. I am tired of rain and storms. I can’t wait to watch my kids play ball.

Oh, and the family went bowling last week. It was really fun and I hope that we can all go again soon.

That pretty much sums up the last couple of weeks in my family.

Be Blessed!

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Many of my friends and family know that I have had a difficult time getting Jacob to bring up his grades at school. This has been a problem during his 7th grade year and it continued on into the 8th grade.

It is not that Jacob can’t do the work. He is very intelligent.

The problem is that he doesn’t do the work.

So, being at the end of my rope and up to my eyeballs with frustration, I created a minor stink at the school around the time that the first progress report of the last nine weeks. It really frustrated me that it was his homework grade that was bringing down his overall grades. The teacher’s have websites that are updated sporadically and I had given every one of his teacher’s (as well as the teacher’s in 7th grade) my contact information if Jacob did not do what he was supposed to do for his classes. You can imagine how I felt when I discovered, through a phone call that I made to the school, that Jacob had 7 zero’s in nearly 3 weeks in one of his classes at school. All of these zero’s were homework grades.

I will spare you the details of how I dealt with the situation, but I did deal with it because I had had enough of this school allowing my child to fail. If my child was going to fail, it was not going to be because I allowed it to happen.

I decided that it was up to me to make sure that my child learned what he was supposed to and if that meant making a few teachers mad, then so be it. Honestly, I felt that if they were allowing my child to fail even though he was an honor roll student before arriving at this school, then they weren’t doing their job. My child’s education is more important to me than any teacher that is passively sitting by allowing him to fail.

My sister-in-law decided to help. She came over and helped him with his homework and study. I emailed teachers. I stayed in constant contact with the teachers. Since he didn’t want me to create any other problems at the school and he figured out that I was serious about getting him to do his work, then he started trying to bring his grades up.

My sister-in-law and Jacob created and agreed upon a contract containing goals. They were reasonable goals and Jacob signed the contract saying that he would do what was required of him to reach those goals.

And he did.

He brought home his report card yesterday. He passed every class. He was extremely proud of himself. I was proud of him. My sister-in-law was proud of him. He worked hard the last few weeks of the nine weeks and he discovered that hard work does pay. Jacob even told his father on the phone last night that for the first time since he started going to that school in the 7th grade, he was not grounded.

I have to make sure that he has enough incentive to keep doing well in school. Our family, along with my brother-in-law and sister-in-law, will be going bowling soon. Jacob told my sister-in-law that he wanted go bowling if he reached the goals that they agreed upon.

Also, Josh and I decided to celebrate his success by taking the family out to eat at the restaurant of Jacob’s choosing. I am sure Jacob will choose a really nice steakhouse–and it will be worth every penny. 😉

Have a Blessed Day!

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