My sons

A story about each.

Unrelated to the other.

First story is about Quin, and is going to make me sound like a bad Mother.

Let me just tell you that this is not what usually happens here.

But it did today.

Kids woke me up,

wanting breakfast as per usual.

I, groaning,

said ok, and that I would be right down.

Next thing I knew, my cell phone was ringing.

It was my Mom, and she chatted away to me,

and I realized the time.

21/2 hours after the kids had woken me up.

I had fallen back asleep,

which I can NEVER do.

I stumble downstairs,

in panic mode at all I have to get done,

how much time I had lost already,

frantic to get started.

Guess what I found?

The fire was roaring away.

Hmmmmm.

Look out the window,

Pax is out and munching hay.

Uhhhhhhhh.....

Whole downstairs is cleaned.

Wwwwhhhhhat?

Call the children to me.

Yes, Quin, with a bit of help from the others, did all my chores while letting me sleep....

I said,

"Well, you must be starving.  I'll make breakfast."

No.  Quin had fed everyone breakfast, and cleaned it up.

Here I was near tears.

Hugs and thanks and exclamations all around.

Then I find he had boiled the kettle for my coffee,

and opened my e-mail account,

to save me from the clicking.

Can I get a Wha-What!

It made me feel incredibly guilty,

and incredibly thankful,

and incredibly proud of my oldest son.

He loves his Momma.

And with all the extra time I had?

I made them brownies.

Second story, second son.

He asked to play goal in the next practice,

and that was tonight.

Since my kids are not in hockey for me,

but for them,

I don't really care what position they play.

I want them to learn the game,

try their best,

and have fun.

Team-work, discipline, respecting authority, and not giving up, are other things I think that's good about hockey..... but that's off topic.

I was worried about Nate playing goal.

Because I KNOW things.

Like how competitive he is.

And that he has no depth perception.

I've talked about it here before,

Nate can't see through both eyes at once.

Only one at a time.

So absolutely no depth perception for this child.

And he was excited to try it,

and I didn't want him to get out there and fail.

and he tries SO hard at everything he does.

And I didn't want him to feel like he failed at something...

I didn't want him upset.

He's very hard on himself,

(Kinda like his Mom)

So I was worried.

Only thing?

Nate doesn't know.

He doesn't know he has no depth perception.

He's been this way since he was born.

As far as he knows,

his sight is like everyone else's.

And you know what?

He did fine.

I don't think being goalie is his vocation,

but he did well.

I think part of that is because he's aggressive and competitive,

but everything worked out.

He enjoyed it.

He had fun.

And that,

after all,

is the point.

Yes?

Still freezing here.

So glad for this:

And this follows me wherever I go.

Can you guess what this is?

Picture quality is bad....

Make a guess,

and if you're right,

YOU WIN!!

What do you win?

Uh, bragging rights.

So GUESS!!!