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Mother's Day 2025 and Other Updates

 Before I became Grandma B (still thinking about what I want to be called, but that sounds okay), our kids celebrated me being Mom.

We had a good day. Rick reported to his family that he did a lot of dishes. I guess that's how Mother's Day is for him. I appreciated it because, of course, I battled a headache for a good part of the day (something about Sundays). After a nice nap outside,


we gathered our smores, hammocks, and fire-starting supplies and headed for an adventure in the wilderness.








It was a nice day after a difficult week trying to get Sean to school.


There's a lot more to that story than I'll put here on the blog, but let's just say, the battle continues.

Sean isn't the only child of our that presents challenges lately. And he provides just as many laughs and sincere compliments.

Parenting is both ennobling and humbling, joyful and sorrowful, frustrating and empowering. Sometimes, I wonder if I'm doing okay. Other times, I know I'm not.

We have managed to do other fun and hard things lately, like installing a full-size basketball court on our property. Though fun, this endeavor has also come with its own challenges, disappointments, miscommunications, and hard labor.







Brooklyn finished her flag football season. Her team won their final game to place third out of the four teams in the league.

Gavin ran in a fourth grade track meet.
Right after, we rushed him home to change and play trumpet in his school's band concert. In all the commotion, he forgot his music, but he had practiced enough to play mostly by memory.

Brooklyn also had her band concert. She plays trombone.

Aaaaand more yard work. We always have projects going. 



I have been grateful for Andrew's work lately. He came home from his sales job in Arkansas to reevaluate and find a different job. In the meantime, he is doing a lot to help us.

I'm looking forward to seeing his progress on things when we get home from our Utah trip. My strawberry planter is bursting, and I planted a garden before I left town.

It's going to be a nice summer!





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