Sept. 11th.
I remember that day. I was just about to head to class at UWSP. I was waiting for my boyfriend (now husband) to pick me up for class. I sat in my apt. with the CNN news on was having my breakfast. Then, it happened, the first plane hit. I watched for a minute, and had to head to class because Steve came in. We drove to campus and I walked to my religious studies class from the parking lot we always parked in. By the time I sat down, my professor delivered the news and turned on the tv. Another plane crash. We all watched in sadness and horror, and classes were dismissed for the rest of the day. I walked to the student union for something to eat and noticed the silence and sadness. My appetite was no longer there, I sat down at an empty table and started to pray.
This day, I will never forget. Reflecting on that inspired me to blog today...
I am taking a break from housecleaning and laundry folding for an update. Big doings in our household. Little Alex started kindergarten and football practice! Crazy stuff. As with any big event, I wish I had both my parents there to enjoy it. Too bad Mom lives so far away, and Dad, too bad you had to leave us so soon.
I loaded up the van and off we went to school. Alex was full of smiles and excitement, and I felt fine too. I had some butterflies, but overall, I felt fine. What was the big fuss about, it was just kindergarten right? Well, all was well, until I gave my hug and kiss and walked out of his classroom. The tears just started flowing. I quickly hid behind my sunglasses and raced out of the building. Where did that come from? I didn't see that coming. It was just the whole ordeal of my little man growing up. We have full day kindergarten here, and as much as I was excited for him to go, and anticipating that day all summer, when it came down to it, maybe I was not as ready as I thought.
Two weeks have passed now and I find myself thinking about Alex still a lot, but I am enjoying my time with Collin too. It's kind of like the time I had with Alex before I had Collin. We are adjusting to our new schedule.
Alex started football practice. We are already on our second mouth guard. The dog got a hold of the first one. Dad, I know you would have gotten a good laugh from that. We sure did. Good thing, we already bought two, anticipating a lost one. He does pretty well. He is such a little guy, and it's flag football, so I don't have to worry that much right?
Dad, I wish you were here to see this. Watch practices, play catch, and go to games. Like any sport he plays, Alex gives his all, and is very competitive. Even though this is flag football, some kids "forget" that. Last night at practice, Alex was hit on a block, and his body went flying through the air and he laid still on the practice field. My heart started to race. I couldn't even speak, I really thought he was seriously hurt. I yelled his name from the sideline, and he jumped up and yelled "what!" Everyone laughed, and Alex continued on. YIKES! I need to get used to this sports watching thing. When it comes to your own kids, it's way different.
A recent trip to Marshfield for my cousin's wedding was a mini vacation for us. The Holiday Inn with a waterslide, and the Central Wisconsin State Fair provided us with some great entertainment.
Puppy news-Our Frank was neutered on Tuesday. Another adventure. The crazy thing threw up on the way to the vet. He must have known what was going to happen to him. And, if that wasn't enough...At the vet, he pooped on the floor when I was checking him in! Seriously! DOGS, I tell ya! $103 later, and after a long day for Frank at the vet, I was able to take him home.
I've also been busy planning my class reunion which is scheduled for Alpine Holiday Weekend, Nov. 7,8, & 9th. Looking forward to seeing classmates, I haven't seen in 10 years!
Well off to finish laundry and household duties before I need to pick Alex up from school.
Dad, just to remind you, my birthday is this coming week. That's what I used to do is call my Dad a week before and remind him, jokingly.
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