Schools Out for Summer

If you were to ask me if I am glad this school year is over I would have to reiterate what John-Heath said a couple days ago when I asked him this same question..."I sure am!"

This past year will go down as long, challenging, stress-filled, and not particularly the best for any of us here at the Tire Swings ponderosa for a myriad of reasons.  Sickness, government-mandated school bureaucracy, constant rushing (especially this spring), drama, hurt feelings, nights of soothing crying children to sleep, and the list goes on and on.  Naturally, these things are just part of life and will always happen, but this year has been chock-full of them.

This year did create some great, memorable moments, too, and those are what we will choose to remember...after a long, restful summer, of course.

So here's to a happy June and July, folks! 

A Day of Pomp and Circumstance for Ren

I hope you never lose your sense of wonder,

You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger,

May you never take one single breath for granted,

GOD forbid love ever leave you empty handed,

I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean,

Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens,

Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance,

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance.

I hope you dance....I hope you dance.

I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance,

Never settle for the path of least resistance

Livin' might mean takin' chances but they're worth takin',

Lovin' might be a mistake but it's worth makin',

Don't let some hell bent heart leave you bitter,

When you come close to sellin' out reconsider,

Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance,

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance.

I hope you dance....I hope you dance.

I hope you dance....I hope you dance.

(Time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along,

Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder where those years have gone.)

I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean,

Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens,

Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance,

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance.

Dance....I hope you dance.

I hope you dance....I hope you dance.

I hope you dance....I hope you dance..

Time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along

Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder where those years have gone.

Congratulations, our darling girl!  Now, go forth and dance.


"I Hope You Dance" by Sanders and Sillers

The Mother's Day Lowdown...According to My Son

This past week John-Heath came home with a sweet, albeit telling, worksheet in his folder.  On one side he listed some facts about why he loves me and I love him, such as...I read him books, he loves to hear me sing "Amazing Grace How Sweet the Sound", I work really hard at the middle school, he knows I am smart because I am a librarian, and I make him laugh by tickling him.


And on the reverse he filled out a little questionnaire about me.  Take a look.

Mother's name:  Tyla *****

How old is she?  43

How tall is she?  60 feet

How much does she weigh?  Well, since he thinks I am 60 feet tall I am not even going to tell you what he put down for this answer.

What color is her hair?  brown

What does she cook?  cookies (he must have had to think hard on this one)

What does she do during the day?  Check library

What is her favorite thing to eat?  salad  (I'm guessing that was just an easy word to spell)

What does she like to do for fun?  play spades  (he and I play a game on the computer most every night before we turn out the lights)

What is her favorite thing to do?  play with me

...and my favorite...

What is one thing she says often?  no

I hope you all had a wonderful Mother's Day, spent with your own moms or those sweet gems that gave you the title.  With each passing year I am grateful to be able to spend the day with mine.

P.S.  On a somewhat disgusting sidenote...tomorrow I will get to experience the joy of having my first colonoscopy.  I've been having some issues lately and going to the doctor concerning ovarian issues has somehow led to this.  I have heard there's not much to a colonoscopy and I am hoping I heard the truth.  I do know the preparation for it leaves much to be desired.  First of all, I am starving.  Secondly, while my bathroom is a mere few feet from my bed, I am wishing it were smaller.  You know, every step counts when you've had 64 ounces of Miralax-infused Gatorade.

Nearing the End

Just another reminder...

Today marks the first day of her last week of high school.  Cue the tears.