My OperaThursday, March 09,2006
Thursday, March 9, 2006 7:25:09 PM
Today is a good day so far......My brother Matt brought over my little nephew Gabe for me to watch. He is such a cute little butterball of a child. I love him so much, his eyes are just like my brothers, but blue like his mother's eyes. Just enchanting!
I had Gabe for 5 hours and he did good, little fussing because of teething...poor baby!
While I had Gabe, my bestfriend Katie came over. She had a job interview at a place about a mile down the road from me....so that means if they hire her, I will be seeing more of her. K told me that if she worked so close she could come over for lunch and we could go out to lunch or just sit and talk over coffee or whatever, and i was like.....
"Every day???" LOL, Noo, I am really happy that she came by, because usually it's me ALWAYS going to her house. I don't think she has come over in like a year!
Also I forgot to mention, yesterday, that my sister DID have her baby, a little girl named Vanessa Marie. She was 7lbs and 15 ounces, and has dark hair like her father. I am sure that she is gorgous, but I have not seen her as of yet.
I was talking to my special needs daughter, A, yesterday about what the word "crazy" means. She told me that some kids at school were calling her "crazy". This broke my heart to tiny pieces but I was strong and did not show her that I was hurting so bad. I asked her, "Do you know what the word crazy means?"
And she replied, "yes"
"Is it good or bad?"
"Bad."
"How do you know?"
"Because the kids at school call me that." she said with little tears trying to swell up in her eyes.
Then I explained to her that kids should not be calling her names, but if they do then she needs to tell a teacher, any teacher that is near by her at the time.
Kids can be so crule sometimes. They just don't realize that they are hurting someone so deeply when they chose to do the things they do. I do not hate those children for what they do not know, or do not chose to practice.
All I can do is pray for A, and stay on the school for name calling of students. I would not allow my children to do that to someone, but are they? I wish that I was with them all of the time to know what they are doing. That is a mother's pain, or should be.
Love,
Sarah
I had Gabe for 5 hours and he did good, little fussing because of teething...poor baby!
While I had Gabe, my bestfriend Katie came over. She had a job interview at a place about a mile down the road from me....so that means if they hire her, I will be seeing more of her. K told me that if she worked so close she could come over for lunch and we could go out to lunch or just sit and talk over coffee or whatever, and i was like.....
"Every day???" LOL, Noo, I am really happy that she came by, because usually it's me ALWAYS going to her house. I don't think she has come over in like a year! Also I forgot to mention, yesterday, that my sister DID have her baby, a little girl named Vanessa Marie. She was 7lbs and 15 ounces, and has dark hair like her father. I am sure that she is gorgous, but I have not seen her as of yet.
I was talking to my special needs daughter, A, yesterday about what the word "crazy" means. She told me that some kids at school were calling her "crazy". This broke my heart to tiny pieces but I was strong and did not show her that I was hurting so bad. I asked her, "Do you know what the word crazy means?"
And she replied, "yes"
"Is it good or bad?"
"Bad."
"How do you know?"
"Because the kids at school call me that." she said with little tears trying to swell up in her eyes.
Then I explained to her that kids should not be calling her names, but if they do then she needs to tell a teacher, any teacher that is near by her at the time.
Kids can be so crule sometimes. They just don't realize that they are hurting someone so deeply when they chose to do the things they do. I do not hate those children for what they do not know, or do not chose to practice.
All I can do is pray for A, and stay on the school for name calling of students. I would not allow my children to do that to someone, but are they? I wish that I was with them all of the time to know what they are doing. That is a mother's pain, or should be.
Love,
Sarah
