I wasn't sure what to title this post. I've been a bad blogger again...haven't posted in a while. Hope my many (the 2 or 3 of you) followers forgive me. I have a really good excuse. Really. I do. Okay, I don't, but we have been busy. Let me fill you in on life the past 6/7 weeks.
First, as stated in my last post (Texas), the Sims crew spent Easter in Longview, TX to help John's grandfather celebrate his 90th birthday. We had a good time, but spent 4 straight days on the road, 3 nights in hotels, and no normal schedule for the boys. If you know our boys, they NEED a schedule. Anyways...
Then, 3 days after returning from the crazy trip, our family spent about 12 hours off and on in our bathroom hiding from the many tornadoes that ripped up Alabama. Our house was spared, but just a few miles to the west and north, there was nothing left but destruction. Also, due to the enormous devastation, power lines to the area were destroyed, cutting our power for 5 days. We headed north to Clarksville (that's our hometown) to rest and have a semi-vacation until power was restored and Huntsville returned to normal....
The Tuesday after the storms, the day after we returned home and had power, I had my surgery. I had a robot-assisted hysterectomy (or as John puts it-major abdominal surgery). I only had to stay in the hospital one night and John took off the rest of the week to play nurse maid. I felt more normal after 3-4 days, but couldn't drive for 2 weeks, so Ma came to be my driver and spoiling grandma for a while.
As the school year ended (a week later thanks to snow-did I mention it snows in Alabama..) our lives started to look normal again. Conner had to be re-potty-trained, my house had to be re-cleaned and re-organized thanks to me out of commission for a few weeks. Just as summer started up...VBS called. Oh yeah, I moved down here almost 2 years ago, I still teach VBS in Clarksville. Go figure. So the boys (the little ones) and I stayed up north for a week singing songs about hippos and pirates (they're in the Bible-right?) and spending time with good friends-some of whom have actually visited us already!
Now we're in the swing of things. Lazy mornings that don't begin until 6:00am. Sounds of children playing (that means screaming, "he hit me", "no, I didn't-he hit me". Good times. Only 8 more weeks. Did I just say that out loud? Yes, fellow teachers-I have become the thing that I hate. I have become the parent that wants children to ALWAYS be in school. This time next year I'll be praying for the school year to slow. But for now, I'm praying for rain, cooler weather, and brotherly love to overtake my boys. 2 out of 3 ain't bad, is it?
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