The kids had another award's ceremony at school on Wednesday. It's hard to believe they've already completed the 2nd trimester of third grade. Even they are agreeing that school is going too fast. Aside from academic success, I've been watching them socially this year and they've really come into their own. Gregory's second grade teacher told me that Gregory has become Big Man On Campus.
"Let him go, Mom. He's cool now.", she told me. "Don't make his little brother tag along."
Me? Cramp someone's style. What is she talking about?
Gregory again failed to get on honor roll by getting one C in writing. He was .25 percent away from a B. Then, amazingly, he won the Bristlecone Pine Reading Award at school and will be giving a presentation, he wrote, in front of an audience and he was so happy about that. And would you believe he got that from The Librarian? The Librarian has turned into a completely different person since we started going to the school there. It's like she had a personality transplant. I like the new personality a lot!
Yesterday morning, I was working, and Gregory was up before everyone else, so I asked him to go outside and repair all the irrigation for my drip lines going to my garden. And he did. Greg has taught him how to do everything. He's going to be such a tremendous help to me as he gets older.
Greg, whose personality hasn't changed one iota in 23 years, surprised me on Wednesday by saying we were having company by calling me on his way to the airport to get our company. I don't know about you guys, but our house is never and never will be "company ready" in 20 minutes. We are "company ready" in about 3 hours. He's lucky both of his shoulders still work after that stunt.
Now he's in Phoenix on a mancation with all his friends who turn 50 this year while I stay here and hold down the fort. Bastard.
We had a brand new feed store, CAL Ranch, open in Las Vegas, so I went over to check it out yesterday.
Now we have three new baby turkeys! I've got to stay out of that store. I absolutely cannot go back in there or I'm going to end up on Animal Hoarders.
The meat chickens, which have quadrupled in size in one week, were not happy about the turkeys and greeted them by pecking them in the face. That's how I greeted our unexpected company so I know how they feel.



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ReplyDeleteI think that is why my husband will not let us own land becuase he knows I will feel it with animals
ReplyDeletehow you have a son who rocks merely a high a C in writing, I have no idea - can't be maternal genetics - your closings slay me, every time.
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