Poor Rowen

Just when she was starting to get the hang of sleeping without a pacie, she came down with her typical illness, stuffy nose and deep cough. So now it's back on the medication and cough syrup. Ugh, I hate giving my kids medication all the time. And then this morning she woke up screaming that her stomach hurt. She's been drinking a lot of milk the last few days, I wonder if she could be lactose intolerant like me. Maybe I'll try her on soy milk and see if that helps.

This morning, I have a park day, but then I also have Rowen signed up for story time at the library. So I'll have to leave the park day after only 30 minutes. I hope someone else will have shown up before then, so I can at least tell someone why I'm leaving.

One more pacie note, Rowen found another pacie in her room yesterday, and she didn't once try to put it in her mouth. She immediately brought it to me and said that we have to put it in a package because there were more babies in the world that are crying. She is so sweet.

Logan keeps getting better and better at soccer. I hope that by the end of the season, he actually likes it and has a good time. Also, his teacher said that his writing isn't behind at all and that he does a good job writing his letters. It's just his coloring that he doesn't do very well. But there are other kids that she says do the same thing. He just scribbles over the picture, until it is all filled in. So we're going to have to work on that. But I'm glad to hear that his writing is just fine. I really don't care in particular if he never likes to color. I know it has to do with fine motor skills, but if he can write his letters, that covers those skills already.

Oh, and I just watched a really good movie yesterday. It's called the Wind That Shakes the Barley. It's about two brothers during the Irish fight for freedom from the Brits during the early 1920s. It's fictional, but I bet there are thousands of families who went through nearly the same thing. I can't watch too many films about that time period too close together. It always riles me up against Great Britain and I hate them and the US for not pressuring GB to stop the basic genocide that they were committing for hundreds of years. But the IRA isn't the solution. They turned commie way back in the twenties and they lost focus of the true reason for the fight. It wasn't enough to fight for Irish freedom from Britain, they turned everyone who didn't agree with their extreme leftist views (like no private property, everything controlled by the state and doled out as seen fit) into enemies and sadly, began fighting the Irish instead of the British. Fortunately, people who stood in the middle eventually won over most of Ireland, except for the north, of course, and so now the IRA is back to being a small underground group that supports left wing rebels around the world, predominantly in South America.

Anyway, sorry for the rant. It always takes a couple of days for me to get my balance back after watching movies or reading books about the British oppression of the Irish. If I had posted yesterday, I also would have ranted about the Catholic church's role in the oppression and how they purposely and willingly kept the people downtrodden and docile so as to keep them Catholics. Oops, here I go again. I'd better go start getting Logan ready for school so I don't end up working myself into more anger.

~jenn