after much frustration I founf that the data roaming opion was disabled on my phone. After correcting that I can actually get online. YEAH!! Grandpa is doing well. Much better than I expected. He went to the dr. Today and just has some meds to clear up his lungs. I guess the allergies coupled with grief and not eating really brought him down. He told my aunt he wasn't planning on going anywhere anytime soon :) I have to say the puppy that wondered up into their driveway lastyear with a can stuck on her head has been a blessing for him. Especially since they had two dogs die within the last year. Sunday (the dog) is his constant companion now.

I also want to say I am so happy and very thankful for my christian family. That's all I'll say on that. I am also thankful for my husband. He sure is a good guy. I sure miss him and Ethan. They returned home with my mom this morning...which is why I'm on here at this time of night. I'm out in the country in a house with a metal roof so talking on a cellphone inside the house is nearly impossible. I'm not brave enough to go outside by myself after dark here :) I don't think I would have made it in the 1800's!!! Hahaha

I'm sad about another death today. Evelyn Evans was the first person at Humble that Ethan laughed outloud at. He seemed to really like her a lot. Guess I better get some sleep. My cousins daughter is coming in the morning to help me clean Grandpa's kitchen. A teenager volunteering to help clean her Great-Grandfathers house during her spring break....refreshing.

I hate those "in the middle of the night calls". With Scott's mom's condition and my grandparents we expect it, but hope it doesn't happen. This time it was my mom calling. My grandmother, Martha Rice, passed away sometime during the night. Please pray for my grandfather, Charles Rice. They were married 67 years last December and for as long as I knew them were together what seemed like all the time. My dad was up for a visit to help with some work around the house so I'm glad he's there to be with my grandpa.

I guess we'll be heading up to East Texas in the next day or so. Pray for us to have a safe trip.

Just an update with a little of what's going on with us. Jamie and I are in Longview to see my dad's mother. She had been falling some and was taken to ER on Tuesday night. Found a tumor in her spine, so still in hospital awaiting possible surgery. At nearly 90 this is pretty risky, but is up to her to make decision. Without the surgery she will be paralyzed, with surgery possibly not, but not definite. Please keep her and my grandpa in your prayers. Charles and Martha Rice.

Last night was a particularly difficult 2 year old class for me. Ethan doesn't sit down. Sunday I took him out and spanked him, he sat down after that for a while. More like the norm I guess. Why in the world did I volunteer for that class? Next time I'm asking for Kindergarten or the 4&5's. Well, after we got home at 9pm he wanted a snack and asked for some cheese. I gave him the cheese and went upstairs to change. Scott was still downstairs. Next thing I hear is that cry that you KNOW something has happened. Then a long silence, then the BIG cry. Uh Oh! Well, 2 year old boy spinning around in living room + glider rocker do not mix. He fell and busted his eye on the rocker. So now it's our turn for the ER. 3 hours later....no stitches, no tape, no glue. He barely broke the skin, but BOY did it bleed! The funny thing was there was another little boy in the ER about the same age as Ethan. His mom and I started talking and discovered they were the same age, born just 4 days apart. Both were in for an eye injury...what a coincidence! Fortunately both were fine and were enjoying their $125.00 popsicles at midnight :)

Oh yeah...the funny thing about last night. We're on the way home from services - before the above happened. Well, we turn onto the service road and pass 1960. We passed up Ms. Hutson, and then this guy that Scott was thinking was in a hurry to pass him just hangs out next to us. So I look over and he's pointing at the car. Oh GREAT! Now what! So I turned around and behind Ethan's head I notice Scott's bible is on the trunk. NICE! So I waved and smiled (which was probably better than my initial face). Then of course there is no where to stop at that point. So Scott got out got his bible and now there is a Premillinialism class folder hanging out somewhere on the streets of Humble. Maybe someone will get some use out of it.

On the way up to Longview, Scott called and said Mrs. Hazelrigg was being taken to the ER. She hasn't eaten in a few days it sounded like an her weight was down to 79 lbs I believe. Please remember the Hazelrigg's in your prayers, as well as Scott, Lisa, and Niki. They have two wonderful caregivers taking care of her too. Very thankful for those two.

Oh yeah...pray for Scott. He has Ethan by himself this weekend! Well, I should say my mom is helping out with him.

It amazes me what Ethan comes up with everyday. This was just funny. "Cool" is his new word. I think my mom says that to him :) So far this weekend I've heard about the "cool paci (pacifier)" and "cool Mickey". hehe

Is correcting (well, "getting on to") another persons child intimidating them? And is it wrong? Is it wrong if the child NEEDED to be told what he was told?

Situation: We drove over to view a piece of playground equipment for Ethan at a home in a neighborhood we are not familiar with. I entered the wrong house number on the Garmin, so when we got to the cul-de-sac we had to drive around twice. Several families of children were playing in the culdesac and had various bikes and scooters around so I was driving carefully. Since I didn't see the address I decided I might ask one of the kids if they knew which was the correct home. So I look through the window at an 8 - 9 year old boy who proceeds to say to me "What are you looking at (insert slang for lady of the night here)". Of course I say "what did you just call me" and immediately pulled over. Scott jumps out as I did (well, we were at the house we were going to...so not randomly stopping here) and told him not to call me or any other woman that. Of course he said he said "Hi"...okay, so he can't lie well either.

We go out back, look at the swing set and come back out front. Lo and behold...guess who's coming to meet us. Mommy of the boy. Nice! So she asks if we intimidated her son. What kind of question is that? I told her what he said and she tells me "he wouldn't say that". Hmmmm...okay. Well let me insert here that the little girl who lives in the house we went to said he says that all the time...so of course I'm thinking this lady has no idea or just has her head buried in the sand. So I told her that her son was sitting right behind her laughing with a big grin on his face. (If you know me, you know I wanted to grab that kid out myself! UGHHHHH!) She was clearly intent on just telling us we had no right to "intimidate" her son so I just told her I wasn't going to talk with her about it anymore.

I have to say if someone told me my son said such a thing he would be licking a nice bar of LifeBoy or Ivory...whichever is handy. BUT I also have to say that if someone told me that I would wonder at my son saying such a thing. I have a feeling that this boys Mom will be crying later over her sons indiscretions later on. I wish people would be parents and not just people who happen to have children living in their home.

I think it will be a long time before I forget that stupid grin on his face knowing that he pulled one over on mom. What a shame.