Thursday:
5:30am- woke up realizing that getting a run in, showered and dressed for work by 6:45 wasn't an option; I checked with me, myself and I and we unanimously decided to roll over.
6:00am- got up, showered, tried 4 combo's of an outfit, ditched all of those and started over.
6:45am- get Kota, Ramiro, Andre and Maddie all up, dressed the younger ones, and got breakfast for everyone. Miro am meds.
7:30am- attempt at doing something with my hair and face. Miro has basketball camp 40 minutes away- must get going and get over my bad hair day.
7:45am- drive over to Dad's to get lunches, find out he was planning on taking Ramiro to basketball camp for me (ugh, I could have run after all!!). Send Ramiro/Dakota with Dad.
8:00am- drive Andre to summer day camp. go back home with Maddie.
8:30am- clean kitchen, transfer laundry, read Maddie 2 books, check emails- fb- school assignments, worry about school work, make coffee/fruit for myself. Pay cellphone bill.
10:30am- take Maddie to Dad's- who has just gotten home w/ Kota-and taken Ramiro to summer day camp on his way back. Maddie/Kota hang with their Papa while I'm doing my internship. Give Dad Ramiro's noon meds which he has to drive back over to the camp to give him at 12:00.
10:45am- look in the back seat of suburban and realize Andre's lunch is sitting back there. Turn around and drive back over to day camp to give Andre his lunch. This would be the 3rd trip of 4 to summer camp-all before noon.
11:30am-2:30pm- group cognitive behavior therapy class for those who've been arrested for alcohol/drug abuse. sad situations these people are in. good learning experience.
2:30-5:00pm- help therapists/office staff with clients charts/personality tests.
5:15pm- go with staff to grab a quick sandwhich (only main meal of the day) before LifeSkills of Alabama orientation starts.
6:30pm-8:30pm- orientation. LifeSkills is going to be great. another commitment, well worth the sacrifice.
8:40pm- start driving home, Kota's burning up my phone wanting to know when I will be there. he misses me I think!
9:15pm- get to parents and Mom is sick in bed with flu (Dad has had Kota/Maddie all day, picked up the 2 boys at camp in afternoon, fed them all, taken Kota to football practice, taken the little kids back to my house for showers, and are now back at their house watching NBA finals). rush home with kids.
9:30pm- get Miro pm meds, all little kids in bed. Kota wants me to watch the 2nd half of NBA finals with him. crazy exhausted, can't see straight but I hang with him anyways.
11:00pm- get up, wash face, brush teeth, worry about school work (I've done none).
collapse into bed.
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Thursday, June 9, 2011
The conversation between two right brains.
I had a flashback the other day, a moment in which I remembered a conversation from many, many years ago. The memory was this: I was a young kid and happen to be mulling over the finer things in life, so I thought I'd ask my uncle something that had me stumped....
"Hey Uncle Ken, what's the very last number?" He informed me that there was no such thing. "Um no, you don't understand, what's the very end of the number line?"
He began to explain something about infinity. I wasn't sold. Furthermore, I function off one side of my brain ....and infinity isn't part of a right brain!!
I only understand beginning/end. Black/white. yes/no. good/bad. Infinity doesn't compute!!
So I asked again, confident that the issue here was his ability to understand my question (I mean seriously?), "No, I mean like 1,000...2,000....3,000....what's after all that?"
I'm sure at this point he was getting the picture....this girl has NO left brain, and therefore this mathematical conversation could take awhile. Like maybe a lifetime!
Fast forward to this past Monday:
While riding in the car, Ramiro heard a song on the ipod by Toby Mac that says "Be still and know that I am God." So he asks, "what does being still have anything to do with God?" So I break out my theological explanation of Psalms 46:10. I was sure he'd find it interesting that "know" in the Hebrew was in fact the word "yada" which translates to mean something that we can not fully understand, but we can intimately and deeply know. So he pondered that for awhile; giving me the idea that frequent Greek/Hebrew lessons would be a blessing for all of us... he's never been so quiet! And quiet time is much needed around this joint!!
A few minutes later he says, "Listen Mom, all I really need to know is this- who's belly did God come out of?"
Wha? How that had anything to do with the previous conversation, I'll never know. I was anticipating a question concerning "yada"....you know, something more concrete in nature. Nevertheless, I made an attempt to explain that he was never born, per se, but that he has always been. It sorta felt like trying to explain infinity, when you don't fully get it yourself.
"Mom, I don't mean that- I mean who's God's mom, you know the girl that had him in the hospital."
(aka: "Uncle Ken- I just want to know the very last number that has ever been invented....")
Some 10 minutes later, while trying to climb my way out of the "omnipresent, the God who is everywhere, has always been, the beginning and end...." blah blah blah... hole that I had dug myself into; I finally said, "Ramiro, I don't know, ask your Papa....he probably knows better than me."
(My apologies Dad! I'm sure the past 35 years has YOU more appropriately qualified for these conversations!)
He shrugged his shoulders and said, "ok that's a good idea." And that was that.
*mental note: try this first next time!*
I have never been so tired after a 15 minute conversation in my life!
And what was I thinking by trying out an omnipresent discussion to a 7 year old? Like I said, right brain only here. Logic is lacking, severely.
Somehow I fear that the difficult discussion was magnified because we had 2 right brains trying to discuss left brain material!! Dakota's response to the discussion affirmed my concern...."Mom, I'm not sure who makes LESS sense-you or Ramiro!"
Alrighty then. A lifetime might not be long enough!
"Hey Uncle Ken, what's the very last number?" He informed me that there was no such thing. "Um no, you don't understand, what's the very end of the number line?"
He began to explain something about infinity. I wasn't sold. Furthermore, I function off one side of my brain ....and infinity isn't part of a right brain!!
I only understand beginning/end. Black/white. yes/no. good/bad. Infinity doesn't compute!!
So I asked again, confident that the issue here was his ability to understand my question (I mean seriously?), "No, I mean like 1,000...2,000....3,000....what's after all that?"
I'm sure at this point he was getting the picture....this girl has NO left brain, and therefore this mathematical conversation could take awhile. Like maybe a lifetime!
Fast forward to this past Monday:
While riding in the car, Ramiro heard a song on the ipod by Toby Mac that says "Be still and know that I am God." So he asks, "what does being still have anything to do with God?" So I break out my theological explanation of Psalms 46:10. I was sure he'd find it interesting that "know" in the Hebrew was in fact the word "yada" which translates to mean something that we can not fully understand, but we can intimately and deeply know. So he pondered that for awhile; giving me the idea that frequent Greek/Hebrew lessons would be a blessing for all of us... he's never been so quiet! And quiet time is much needed around this joint!!
A few minutes later he says, "Listen Mom, all I really need to know is this- who's belly did God come out of?"
Wha? How that had anything to do with the previous conversation, I'll never know. I was anticipating a question concerning "yada"....you know, something more concrete in nature. Nevertheless, I made an attempt to explain that he was never born, per se, but that he has always been. It sorta felt like trying to explain infinity, when you don't fully get it yourself.
"Mom, I don't mean that- I mean who's God's mom, you know the girl that had him in the hospital."
(aka: "Uncle Ken- I just want to know the very last number that has ever been invented....")
Some 10 minutes later, while trying to climb my way out of the "omnipresent, the God who is everywhere, has always been, the beginning and end...." blah blah blah... hole that I had dug myself into; I finally said, "Ramiro, I don't know, ask your Papa....he probably knows better than me."
(My apologies Dad! I'm sure the past 35 years has YOU more appropriately qualified for these conversations!)
He shrugged his shoulders and said, "ok that's a good idea." And that was that.
*mental note: try this first next time!*
I have never been so tired after a 15 minute conversation in my life!
And what was I thinking by trying out an omnipresent discussion to a 7 year old? Like I said, right brain only here. Logic is lacking, severely.
Somehow I fear that the difficult discussion was magnified because we had 2 right brains trying to discuss left brain material!! Dakota's response to the discussion affirmed my concern...."Mom, I'm not sure who makes LESS sense-you or Ramiro!"
Alrighty then. A lifetime might not be long enough!
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Dear Srarh,
When I found this, I laughed till I was sick!
There are many things about this letter I found in Ramiro's writing book
that have me tickled- perhaps a bit concerned as well.
It reads:"Dear Srarh, I like you beter then Shauna.
You said thet I am your BFF.
I like you. I like you a lot.
I like you Srarh.
love Ramiro"
And I'm guessing these two stick figures at the bottom of the page would maybe be Ramiro and Sarah!
Honestly, I'm not sure if I want to cry over this cute note,
vow to work on spelling this summer,
or discuss the appropriateness (or lack there of)
of telling a girl that you like her better than another girl;
ahem, relationships 101 already?
My first thought was, poor Shauna (whoever that is?).
I do however know who Sarah Grace is....
and you've never seen anything more precious!!
But for now, I'm going to relax, adore this sweet note
and be thankful for the miracle of my son Ramiro!
(and be thankful Shauna never saw this!! haha)
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