hi

Good evening being had here.
We are doing laundry, playing the new and improved laundry game.
Then there are the drum sticks (dowels) that we are doing some rhythm.
My husband is home with peace in the air.
My post touched his heart positively.
It helped my heart to simply exhale in an accountable way.

More napkins made, laundry washed by hand on the porch (that was cool enough to do so) a day with many little things finished up and hung to dry. Laughter is taken place of dull television where children are silent and mused into oblivion. with regards to the arts... laid out is the jewelry to match the three outfits well two tops and a dress. It will be good that I can feel powerful next week when I have to go testify in court on that woman who was passed out at the wheel up on the curb in 2007 yes that long ago. She has been in and out of mental hospital that long. I have to give truth mercifully yet with the authority that keeps my PTSD at bay. This a good test of my skills. Life has been challenging but real.

Life is however good too.

The nutritionist called me to set up an appointment to go over the items on school menu and the ingredients as to know what Dash is able to eat or not. This year they are responsibly addressing the letter I once again went out of my way to have the Pediatricians office sent to them. She told me her predecessor no longer works for the school district. Given my experience I see why. Dash has given his alright for me to accept the offer from his teacher to work in her class three days a week teaching kids to read. It will be an act of love. I have yet to even go over to the school so far and it has been 6 weeks. So all will get to a point to begin in some short while I think.

Thank you...
thank you.
My dear one is alone away from a monitor tonight out in his man cave (garage) this is the first time in so many many months he is unpluged.