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June 24 Thanks KidI decided that since I sit on my butt all day long and all night long that I need to start moving. This evening I started hopping up off the couch and doing simple little squats and toe touches and other basic stretching 'stuff'. Jordan asked me what made me start this (as he's in the process of showing off how well he can do push-ups). I told him that doing all this sitting is just making me a big fat cow and I needed to get up and start moving before I turn into an even bigger and fatter cow. "Oh, Mom, don't think of yourself that way....think positive...more like...you're a young anorexic whale." Thanks kid. June 14 Summer flowers 'n stuffJordan finished 7th grade on the A Honor roll. The band put on a Spring Concert and they did an excellent job. He starts 8th grade on August 11th. Just 10 weeks of summer this year. At least we aren't having to take a bunch of weather days like so many kids up in snow country are having to take. He got out early on a Wednesday; by noon the next day he was already complaining of being bored. This is not a good thing so early in the summer. Chris went to India a couple of weeks ago and since I had to go to the office while he was gone I took Jordan to Tupelo so he could visit with his grandparents and Uncle Paul and not be home alone all day. I can only imagine the trouble he would have gotten into if he'd been home alone for 9 hours a day. Thank goodness we are close enough to grandparents that we can do this.
We are loving our new house! We are settling in nicely and are pleasantly surprised by all of the new flowers that keep popping up and blooming so bright and pretty. I took several pictures and uploaded them to a new album. Take a look. There is one plant that I have no idea what it is or if it flowers or anything at all about it. Let me know if you have any ideas! I, also am enjoying all the birds that are attracted to the back yard because of the flowers and the bird feeders. I've had mourning doves, mockingbirds, sparrows, house wrens, and others that just seem to love my back yard. The mockingbirds are driving Darcy crazy, though as they dive bomb her whenever she gets close to one of the crepe myrtle bushes. It's funny watching Darcy trying to chase the birds after they've dive bombed her.
March 25 Jordan made the paperI opened today's free copy of the News Weekly to find Jordan's name listed with the other kids at his school that made the A-Honor roll.
I may have to pay for a subscription to the paper, just to collect papers with his name. March 03 Jordan wrote a poemJordan's English class had to write a poem on 'feelings'. The teacher wrote a list of different feelings on the chalkboard and had the kids write a poem on any of the feelings listed or they could pick one of their own.
The teacher liked Jordan's so much that she read it to the class---keeping his name confidential. Confusion
I'm always confused About one thing or another From why there are leaves on the trees To why I don't have a brother I'm always confused About this, that and the other From why I think like I do To why my cousin's are such a bother With all the confusion There's no time to ponder Because with every single Day There's just a new wonder All this confusion Just makes me upset And due to all this frustration I'm glad I have a pet Jordan Clifford Feb. 28, 2009 January 21 New friendsFirst there was James knocking on the door asking if Jordan could come out to play. Then James was joined by Braxton and some football and basketball playing happened. Now, he is at Austin's house. I don't know these boys! I don't want to be over protective. I don't want the kids to pick on him because of me....but at the same time I'm not comfortable with him just being 'all over the neighborhood' and me not knowing where he is from moment to moment. I'm having to let go in a way that I've wanted to for so long....but now I don't want to. I hate not knowing how to get him if I need him. Maybe this is why kids his age have cell phones. I hate not knowing that he's safe. I mean I 'know' he's safe....but I don't know he's safe. Gahhh!!! I'm such a wishy washy Mom. I don't know how to do this! It was so much easier when he didn't have any where to go! |
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