Joseph is still loving his job for the co-op. (After seeing how big the fertilizer trucks are that he drives, I'm not as thrilled as he is.) His main topic of conversation is the weather (that's a really big deal to farmers) and the latest truck break-down or other work-related mishap. He swears he's saving money for next year's college expenses but still manages to buy stuff like this...
Timothy just landed his first full-time job. He has orientation tomorrow which, I am told, includes drug testing and loads of paperwork. This means I will have to revamp the driving schedule for the next two weeks which involves drawing classes, VBS, and soccer practice. (Wah, wah!) I was impressed by how motivated he was to pursue this particular job. Even more impressed with the fact that he wrote all his graduation thank you notes last week.
Stephen trucked down to Blaine on Memorial Day weekend for his first soccer tournament. They took 2nd and spent a lot of time waiting through rain delays. He's also back to working only one job after working a total of three for a short time. (Talk about an over-achiever!) He always has a crazy story to share from the pizza delivery business.
Clare gets an A+ for being the best head-gear-wearer in the local area. She's been committed to wearing it an extra couple of hours each day and the orthodontist is extremely impressed. (This is one of those areas where home schooling is a real benefit because she would NEVER wear that thing out in PUBLIC. I mean REALLY, Mom!!) When the head gear is off she spends her time on the big swing in the backyard.
|Look at that (almost) million dollar smile.|
Matthew and Andrew have been on a reading binge. Matthew has managed to make it half way through the Lord of the Rings. He seems to like the sci-fi type books. Andrew is into the Civil War and just finished reading Rifles for Watie. I really need to get to the library to keep him on a roll.
Therese is perpetually listening to Adventures in Odyssey tapes. When she's not listening to them, she's repeating lines from them. Which make absolutely no sense to the rest of us.
I try to make Johnny and Gabriel play outside as much as possible to keep the fighting to a dull roar around here. They've decided even sticks make good machine guns...
Marianna is trying to recover from a nasty diaper rash that has made her crabby for the last few days. I found her posing for this picture tonight, though.
|Must be feeling a tiny bit better.|