what a hot walk

On Tatum's first day of school we walked to and from school.  So in fact when we do it that way Mike and I are getting two Miles of walking in.  Anyway, We got a pic when we got home of said event. Here its is....

New times in Life

This is almost one week post Tatum entering into the public school system.  Her second day she got into trouble, but other than that we had nothing but good reports.  I still wonder if we are doing whats best, but in my attempt to submit to my husband I will leave it at that, and pray.  School also started again for Mike and I.  On top of that Mike started a new way of life when it comes to his eating. My mom has some issues with her eyes, and until Friday the Doctors were sure she had a tumor. Now they may be looking into M.S.   We are visiting new churches starting this week, and not sure what all of that means. In trying to wrap my head around all of this I have completely lost my brain.  This morning I pulled a bowl out of the cabinet and once almost filled realized I was pouring my coffee into a bowl...I guess it could work. 

A big day

About two weeks ago I was covered in this feeling that I needed to look into Home school.  The two weeks to follow were some of the hardest, most lonely, most emotional weeks I have had in a long time.  After it causing a lot of turmoil  and emotion Mike has decided that we will be sending Tatum to Public school.  I am learning about this submission thing.  I have a lot to learn, and a lot to work on, but I am doing the best I can.  I am praying that either God put a burden on Mikes heart for home school or that He takes this feeling off my heart.  At any rate tomorrow is a big day.  Tatum was born almost 6 years ago.  I have been taking care of everything from the beginning until now...I am praying that God has his hand over her teacher Ms. Lopez.  Even if she is like 5, did just graduate in December and was just hired on Thursday (today is Sunday).  Tatum will be wearing an outfit that she picked out.  It is an owl shirt, skinny jeans and brown flats.  She also wants to take her stripped cardigan in case of a chill.  She is more than excited.

oh tatum...

Tatum:Mommy?
Me:Yes love?
Tatum:Whats P.A.I.D I really mean it I really mean it spell??
ME:Where do you see that baby?
Tatum:On the calender.
Me...oh...(smiling and giggling)...that says paid...exclamation point exclamation point.  Thats just the day daddy gets paid from work...
PAID!!

Different time

T:Mommy?
M:tatum?
T:if I home school will there be a playground involved?
M:well love we will have to make time to go to the playground, so yes...
T:then I feel okay about that.

Dr doolittle and Farmer Jane had a baby

This was our family a few months before Bonnie

Bonnie a few days after we found her.

This is what our family looks like now.  Notice Sage the Sheltie is a constant.

Its me!  For those of you that dont know I have a tendency to rescue dogs.  Actually a lot of times they just kinda cross my path and I cant help but save them from certain death.  The first one was my sweet Bonnie.  Bonnie joined our family of Mike, Laura, Tatum, Sage and Angel back in early 2009.  June of 2009 Angel our family dog of 11 years died from lung cancer.  She was a heavy second hand smoker.  Anyway Bonny helped me through some really tough stuff.  We were not in a habit of keeping strays, but Bonny made me giggle.  She was so feisty, and a lot of the time seemed to be the only one who understood me.  I know...sad right?  Anyway when we found her it was raining, and icky and she was dirty, and wet.  I looked at Mike and said with my eyes only that we had to rescue that little dog.  Her hair was matted, and nasty, and we had no clue to what kind of dog she was.  We brought her home that night and cleaned her and trimmed her.  She turned out to be a westie.  January of 2010 we had come home from a hockey game and my sweet Bonnie had left us as quietly as she came into our lives.  I think I will see her in heaven. Anyway since then little white dogs have kept coming into my life.  The first one was a little girl who became my moms dog after searching for her home, with no success.  Her name is Taffy. She is a white Schnauzer.  Mom keeps her cut like a westie though, and it makes me miss my Bonnie.  Then the other day a white poodle walked up to Mike and said hello then walked right into the house.  I was able to find his home, and right before that there was a weenie dog...who was adopted through ACS.   Anyway...I dont know why but they keep finding me.  This last week we had 4 dogs in our house.  We have two now...Sage, and Tilly, and we were watching Taffy (moms dog) and Sophie ( and Airedale that belongs to one of by besties who is on vacation) If that wasn't enough I also had my moms birds.  Yes, she is a bird person, and I am okay with that.  I love that she is query enough to have birds to keep her house full of noise.  Shes not one of those creepy bird people that lets the birds eat out of her mouth....yucky yuck.

A better picture of Tilly.  She is our bloodhound, who puts up with all of the kids pulling, and is Mikes best friend. The one to the right is Sophie... The Airedale we are watching for our friends..well a picture of a dog like her.  She is much prettier, and more plump.


I also have a vegi garden.  Mike built it, and the vegis have come.  We have tomaders, cucumbers, jalapenos, corn, carrots, and they are all thriving because of all the awesome fertilizer all the visitors have left.. Thanks Dogs...you Rock!!  Thus I am the love child of Farmer Jane and Dr. Doolittle