sherriknits

I don’t think it’s because I blogged every day in October, but since then I have barely had anything to say.  I’m just checking in because someone wanted to know if I was ok.   

Yes, I am and I appreciate the concern.

No pictures today.

This last week feels like a blur.  There was too much going on even though it wasn’t necessarily me that was so busy, I barely saw Kenny.

Tonight we had a prayer meeting at our church.  Since most of the family is on the worship team, it was Tyler and I together.  I made him come sit with me when we were asked to get into one section.  He was not pleased.  When we all sat down, he remained standing with his back to me and holding his head.  He would not sit down and I didn’t want to cause a scene, but I could tell he was considering going to sit with Rhianna and Mayah who had to stay in back since Mayah was sleeping.  So there he is, holding his head (my friend asked me if he had a headache…no, he is just being stubborn). Rhianna gave him the signal to sit down, which dashed his hopes of getting to go sit with her.  So he did sit down, with his back to me, feet in the aisle. 

Then he got a communication card and wrote out the names of all the family that was there…excluding me.  I guess he wanted to make sure I understood he was not happy with me….but oh well, I am quite used to that,  I guess I didn’t touch too much on his stubbornness in the 31 for 21 posts…but it’s part of my daily life.  He still is not speaking to me and we’ve been home an hour and a half.  He will quickly dispel the myth that “these kids are always so loving”.  He is his own person and for that,I am glad….but I will cry the day I make it on to his “list”.

All I can do is laugh. We have therapy tomorrow and I do hope I am forgiven by then or it will be a long day.

oh….ps….adding this post-publishing:

After the prayer meeting tonight, we were talking to someone in an office and afterwards couldn’t find Tyler.   Many people had just seen him but he was no where to be found.  People were starting get serious about helping us find him and I heard people start calling my name. He was in Kenny’s office under the desk getting more paper. Kenny had gone in to look but didn’t look under the desk.   He will never answer when you are calling, I often wonder if he even hears because he’s in his own place.  Ahhh, the joys.

Tags: my life

I don’t think it’s because I blogged every day in October, but since then I have barely had anything to say.  I’m just checking in because someone wanted to know if I was ok.   

Yes, I am and I appreciate the concern.

No pictures today.

This last week feels like a blur.  There was too much going on even though it wasn’t necessarily me that was so busy, I barely saw Kenny.

Tonight we had a prayer meeting at our church.  Since most of the family is on the worship team, it was Tyler and I together.  I made him come sit with me when we were asked to get into one section.  He was not pleased.  When we all sat down, he remained standing with his back to me and holding his head.  He would not sit down and I didn’t want to cause a scene, but I could tell he was considering going to sit with Rhianna and Mayah who had to stay in back since Mayah was sleeping.  So there he is, holding his head (my friend asked me if he had a headache…no, he is just being stubborn). Rhianna gave him the signal to sit down, which dashed his hopes of getting to go sit with her.  So he did sit down, with his back to me, feet in the aisle. 

Then he got a communication card and wrote out the names of all the family that was there…excluding me.  I guess he wanted to make sure I understood he was not happy with me….but oh well, I am quite used to that,  I guess I didn’t touch too much on his stubbornness in the 31 for 21 posts…but it’s part of my daily life.  He still is not speaking to me and we’ve been home an hour and a half.  He will quickly dispel the myth that “these kids are always so loving”.  He is his own person and for that,I am glad….but I will cry the day I make it on to his “list”.

All I can do is laugh. We have therapy tomorrow and I do hope I am forgiven by then or it will be a long day. 

Tags: my life