Not Too Much
Not too much of interest is going on. I am just trying to keep my head above water. I had tons of laundry to do from the trip, a house that is a disaster and is still in the process of being cleaned, groceries to get, dentist appointments for me and Landon on Tuesday, babysat my neighbor's little guy yesterday, and oh yes...grad school in every spare second, which is few and far between 
The text book I am reading for my class is written by a guy with a doctorate and I can tell from his writing that he is proud of it. I hate when people use huge words when they could use normal ones that would make a sentence much more fun to read. I can think deeply and I appreciate big words, but seriously...this guy is a bit out of hand. Every single spot that he can put in a gargantuan word...he does. The book is utterly boring...good thing it has to be finished in a week before I start another (which looks much more interesting).
Went to the beach last night with the kids. We took a walk down the shoreline. It was nice and Landon ran ahead and loved his independence. I carried Noah in the sling...that kid is a chunk let me tell ya. I was tired by the end. Right when we got back to the beach, a storm started rolling in. It was neat to watch as it came over the water, but a tad scary too (I am PETRIFIED of tornado's and think that every storm has one just waiting to drop on the very spot I am standing).
We are having a garage sale on the 6th and 7th of September. My neighbor watched my boys for a little while this morning so I went downstairs and sorted through toys. Man we have a lot of little junk...little pieces that are parts to bigger things. I hate stuff like that. Noah will eventually put it in his mouth so I got rid of a lot of it. We don't buy Landon toys very often, but somehow he has accumulated enough for a whole neighborhood. I think it is my mom's fault.
I thought Florida would mess up Noah's amazing ability to sleep through the night. I was right...it did...for all of one night. The first night back I let him cry it out about three different times. Ever since then he has gone from 9 to 7 without eating and then right back to sleep until 10. I know you all want to kill me right now...I know how lucky I am. Landon didn't do this until he was like 2. He was a horrible night sleeper...so this is an absolute dream.
My dad underwent surgery on Wednesday. Actually...both of my dad's did. My real dad had shoulder surgery (and is doing as well as can be expected) and my daddy had surgery of another kind. I can't really go into detail as not too many people know about it yet, but suffice to say he is doing pretty well too. We are hoping that this surgery rids his body of all problems. It is supposedly very effective and we are definitely counting on that. Ernie is my daddy...I don't even want to think of my life without him in it.
I know I can do this whole grad thing, but I wish it were already done. I am half way there and after only 8 more classes I will be done with the academic portion (having only an internship and practicum to go). I have to finish this before we have anymore children and I would really love to have the degree and be able to work part time and make some money rather than spend it. At the same time, I feel badly becuase I don't want to crowd this special time with my boys. I know I can never have it back so I am desperately trying to cherish every moment. I think I can balance it all and keep my stress level in check. If I can't we will have to reevaluate becuase I don't want to look back and have regrets. But I sure hope that I can do it all...
Well, both kids are sleeping for the time being and I need to get my grad school tackled. Have a most wonderful day, and weekend if I don't post again till after it is over
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