Our Christmas Carol

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Here comes Santa Clause.......

I don't know how we were able to discipline the kids all year.....it seems the only thing they respond to is Santa Clause.

Juwan has been Mr. Chatterbox in school. His teacher has moved his seat twice this year because he can't seem to stop talking. I have to admit I had the same problem in school. The apple didn't fall far from that tree!!!!

Anyway we told him that Santa was going to be VERY unhappy when he hears that he hasn't been listening to his teacher. OMG.....Juwan will do anything to get back on Santa's "nice" list. He ask everyday if I have heard from Santa. Has Santa decided to take him off the "naughty" list. Well he decided to just confess to Santa and beg his forgiveness. He has his speech all planned out.

Saturday we are going to Breakfast with Santa. I'll keep you posted!!!!

Unbeilevable

Yesterday I was awoken by a phone call stating that the elementary school at the corner of my house was on the news. Apparently, a 9 year old boy brought a loaded .45 - caliber semiautomatic handgun to school. Can you imagine being a parent f a child in that school? I can.....in fact Juwan was supposed to go to that school. What was the child thinking??? Where were his parents??? What was he planning to do with a gun...in school? Where would a 9 year old get a gun??? What made him think he could use it...in school????

I thought about it over and over again! I had conversation with plenty of friends and family. It disturbs me that a boy my son's age could think that bringing a gun to school could solve any problem that he may have. Poor parenting???? Lack of judgment???? Did the school fail???? Was it all of the above???

It bring tears to m eye to think of my child.......I thank God that he wasn't there!!!!

Christmas Pictures

Here are a few of 0ur Christmas Pictures........Enjoy!

Oh...I added Juwan's school picture because I haven't had a chance to send them out!

It's about time

OK.....Here we go!

Yesterday I went to my usually card class at Scraptasia. And I was telling yet another one of our family stories. This little old lady suggest I start a blog! I couldn't believe she knew what a blog was!!!!

So I said to myself....why not????

I'm technology challenged and English was always my worst subject but I thought...what the heck!

So.....Thanksgiving was Thursday. We almost had curry chicken instead of Turkey! Here's what happened.

We had the turkey fryer in the shed that was locked it a master's lock. Gerry couldn't find the lock to the shed. So I woke him up at 7am to look for the key. He was cool, calm and collected when he woke up. "I have a spare", he said. Well....the spare key was NOT to the lock on the shed. So I ran to K-Mart, which was the only store open on Thanksgiving...and of course they sold out of turkey fryers!!! Finally Earl called and said we could borrow his fryer but it was at his mother's house. So I ran to his mother's house to pick up the fryer and his step dad, Derrick, said he had the perfect tool to cut the lock. He pulls out this HUGE electric sword and says "tell Gerry to watch his fingers." OH LORD!!! So I bring it home....Gerry and Earl are trying to saw the lock off. It sounds like a freight train in the back yard. Finally I said pull the lock off. I go over and cut the handle with a tool and waa-laa ...the door opened!!

We fried the turkey and had a great time!


Hold to your hats folks and welcome to my crazy life!