Schools OUT! I can blog! (hopefully)

It's been awhile....it's been busy....it's been a little insane. Or a lot, considering I just wrapped up kindergarten for my twin boys and fifth grade for my angel. Most of you can relate to the busy hectic insanity, whether or not you've been homeschooling. Life is nuts all over. I had hoped to make this blog a weekly outlet for my creative bursts and ah-ha moments. Perhaps the summer will allow it. We'll see.

The promise of more free time has got my boys dreaming of the park and sleeping late and wearing their Spiderman costumes to grocery store. (Ok, so they do that already. I'm sure you've seen us.) Sophie is more focussed on dolls and Justin Beiber. For me, I want to spend that free time getting my life caught up. That includes Ephesians, baseboards, coffee with friends, and some blogging.

Over the past year I've been consumed by a thousand things. Necessary things. Hard things, wonderful things and some things that I simply never imagined. The first time I taught kindergarten was to my sweet girl who has never even considered being a stinker. She was born compliant and independent. Many of you have heard me say that she cut her own cord and drove us home from the hospital. With her, kindergarten was a breeze- even with 2 babies on my hip. Let's just say that the boys put a different spin on it. It was challenging in countless ways and the thought of it woke me up at night for years before we ever cracked a book. I went into it with fear and trembling because I knew those two little monkeys and that they were created for running and jumping and pretending....not sitting at a table listening and following instructions.

We jumped in feet first and it didn't take long for me to see that seizures and meds had taken quite a toll on my Sam. Jess progressed quickly, and soon was reading and counting and taking on all of those things that were on our agenda. For Sam, every detail was a struggle and it broke my heart. I had no idea how to help him. My peace has been firmly settled in the fact that God knows. God knows. God knows. We've changed our approach countless times and on some days we put the books away and wrote our letters in shaving cream. On other days, we just put them away and rocked. God knows.

In spite of it all, the end of this school year was a triumph. Jess and Sophie knocked it out of the park, and Sam is reading much better than I had feared he would be. We survived the year and made some great strides and memories along the way. Now, free from the books, we'll go to the park, and dress up like super heroes and drool over Justin Beiber. We'll also work on reading through the summer and Sam will continue OT twice a week to develop his fine motor skills. He, like the rest of us is a fabulous work in progress. I would take his burden from him in a minute, and have begged God for that a million times. Clearly there is a purpose for it that outweighs this mother's pleading. God is building a testimony in Sam and Sam loves God with his whole heart. Kindergarten is only one of the thousands of miraculous milestones that God has planned for Sam. It has been my privilege as his mom and biggest fan to be along for the ride.

So, that's where I've been since the last post. Wonder what I'll be doing until the next one??? God knows.