Summer, summertime...

Oh where do I begin.....So much has been happening around the Garrett household the last couple of weeks. Travis' job is starting to pick up a little, this is such a relief considering last month we weren't sure we would be able to cash his paycheck. He went to the bay last weekend but unfortunately did not catch anything. I guess that is what he gets when he doesn't take me. Whenever he leaves us for a couple days, I truly understand what it is like to be a single parent. Damn, it is so hard! The kids miss him dearly. Geez, he was only gone 2 days.

Andrew is playing baseball twice a week. Andrew got hit in the back with a pitch last week. He was the 4th kid that had gotten hit that game by the same pitcher. So I wanted the pitcher out of the game. Andrew went down FAST. After he got up and went to first, he stole 2nd, stole 3rd. Then his coach told him to go ahead and steal home. When he did, he slid into homebase and his cleat got caught in the pitchers leg, and down goes the pitcher. One way to get him out of the game! He was safe and got the winning run in. That move got Andrew the game ball.....He never complained about the huge bruise on his back, he just kept looking at the game ball!

Andrew is a very sweet child but sometimes he lets his mouth get the best of him. I guess that is your typical 9 year old though. I could never ask for a better son then him though. He was mad at Travis and I last week and he went to school and told the teacher that we get mad at him and beat him. That couldn't be farther from the truth. We do not beat our children. I was so upset and hurt with Andrew, but how is a 9 year old supposed to understand the consequences of his actions? How is he to know that lying like that could have gotten him taken away from us? I laid in bed Friday night in tears thinking of how I could make things better, I know kids will be kids but what can I do so this won't happen again?

Addison, she is a different story. She has kept us in stitches since she has been able to talk. She loves to sing. Her favorite song now goes like this:

my heart starts pumpin, shake-a-shake a booty, thats what my baby says......

I have no idea where she heard it but when she sings it, her attitude is in full force.

This is the best time of our lives, I am trying to enjoy every minute with the kids. I am so afraid that when I wake up, they will be grown. I look forward to the weekends. Summertime is the best.

Till next time,