Summer days

Aah, the first official day of summer. So far, I have taken the boys to the library, informed Taylor it is not a really good idea to jump off the coffee table without anyone to catch him and dug a leaf out of Josiah's mouth that traveled inside with the wind when I opened the door. Right now, they are both napping quietly in the same room. I can tell it is going to be one busy summer.

We just got back from a trip to see Brad's grandparents and to officially meet "Baby Rider" as Taylor calls him. Taylor finaggled his way into the "little house"(aka the trailer where Great Grandmama and Grandaddy slept) and had a fun time. The weekend was filled with all 5 of the James grandkids. That's a lot of boys in one house. We managed to convince Max to ride along with Josiah on the way home. I'm pretty sure Josiah was sad that his buddy was missing on the way from Grandma Dee's house to Kearney. He cried big crocodile tears when he looked over at the empty carseat--ALL THE WAY HOME!



Speaking of being sad, I got some bad news when we got home from our little visit. My grandpa who has been in the hospital since after Christmas is being put into hospice care. The doctors have tried everything to get rid of the blood infections that keep coming back. He has had 3 surgeries in six weeks and doesn't have the strength to go through another one. He has told his kids and Grandma that he is ready to go. Please pray for our family as we cope with this decision.

You may call me Master

. . .of science education in special education, of course. My master's degree is complete. After 2 years of nonstop school and two babies, I finally finished my degree. I figured since it was such a big accomplishment for me, that I should probably go to the ceremony. You know, it is really strange to go to a commencement ceremony when you have never actually set foot on the campus for a class. I took all of my classes on-line or in Liberty, so I never actually attended Northwest at all.

The ceremony was nice. Apparently, you join a cult when you have a master's because they "hood" you on stage in front of everyone. It was also very odd that the president of the university asked that we not shake hands at the beginning of the ceremony. Instead, he just said congratulations. It was very akward standing for a picture and not actually shaking a hand. I mean, seriously, you could at least acknowledge that we spent 2 or more years at your university in one way or another. Some physical contact would have been nice-y'know a fist bump, a high five, a thumbs up, or something. There was hand sanitizer nearby. It is the flu, for goodness sake. Wash your hands and stay away from pig sties. :o)

All in all it was a good ceremony. My grandparents(minus one grandpa who had to go back to the hospital for a bit, because his blood sugar and blood pressure are acting up and his oxygen level goes down when he sleeps) made it up along with my parents,sister, and in-laws. We went to Carlos O'Kelley's afterwards to close the college chapter in my life. I am done learning how to teach now.



Now, if I could just find that part-time elementary special education position, life would be grand . . .