Mad Props

Ky doesn't read this blog, I am pretty sure, but I want to give mad props where mad props are due. My brothers ky and ryan inspired me to wipe out and reinstall my laptop and desktop computers. Ky ended up working much harder than I am sure he expected when I called him at least 6 or 7 times for help. What a sweetie, though. He was so patient and always willing to drop whatever he had going on to coach me thru it. It only took 3 days and I am proud to say that it worked and both computers work soooo much faster and do all the stuff they are supposed to do!
Thanks Ky!!!

Blaine the Builder

Blaine made these shelves for the shop and I thought they were pretty cool! He built them with a glass shelf on the top for shoes (that was my idea!) that was held up with skateboards! Cool!

You should get a Tween

I love having a tween! For those of you who don't follow Miley Cyrus and Bakugon (i know i spelled that wrong), a tween is from age 9-12 and I have a great one!

He is a cute, fun kid and one of my favorite friends to hang out with. He is also the second one I go to when I am having a bad day, because he always knows how to make people feel better. Seriously, call Tyler (on his cell) next time you are down!

Oh, btw, this is Tyler's very fun science experiment about liquid viscocity. He didn't really drink it, ew gross!

I love skater boys!

Ok, Ok, Dillon's is a little blurry, but this post is about my boys skating. I love that they skate. I love what it teaches them and, yes, I do worry sometimes about the crowd and language they are being exposed to but here are my thoughts...

Boys who play football and lacross swear and drink and have sex.

Boys who go to church every sunday tease other boys and fight with their brothers.

Boys who play tennis care about their hair and what clothes they wear.

Boys who play chess only take baths if they are forced to.

I love that they cheer eachother on when they go together. They go skate with Blaine and when he gives them advice, they listen. They respect that he knows things that they want to know. They respect their dad. That is a good thing.

Tyler asked me if he could say the "d word" when he fell really bad skating. I won't tell you exactly how that conversation went; many of you disagree with my views on profanity, suffice to say, however, my 11 year old asked for my permission to use a bad word and I was honored that he cared for my opinion. I want to live my life so that he will always want to know what I think. It's a lot to shoot for, he's only 11, but it's a great goal.