Time 4 Learning Review!

A month ago, I was so super excited to get the opportunity to do my first review.  Time4Learning was a program that I had looked at years ago as a schooling option.  I am once again looking at other options rather than the virtual school that we use now, so this review could not have come at a better time!

For the review of this program, I was able to have 4 out of my 6 children use the program for a month.  I chose Cardinal, Eagle, Macaw, and Emu.  I picked Cardinal because she is the oldest and I thought she would be the most capable of expressing exactly how she feels about the program and be able to better explain things she liked or disliked.  Next, I picked Eagle, because I really thought that he may learn better this way and with his "unofficial" diagnosis of Asperger's, I was really interested to see how he interacted with this type of program and I thought that a lot of people may be interested to see how this program worked for him.  I choose Macaw because as an upcoming Kindergartener, I am most undecided how exactly she will be educated this coming school year.  Lastly, my little Emu....I choose him because he is a very eager little Preschooler and he loves the computer and can already navigate it on his own, so I thought that this program would work well for him.

Cardinal and Macaw logged on to the program, eager to check it out just as soon as we got the go ahead from Time4Learning. 

We started with a Language Arts lesson for Macaw.  Quite simply, she seemed bored, at best.  She did not complete that first lesson in one sitting, as she asked to stop.  I got the feeling that the lesson was acutally advanced for a Kindergartener, so I thought maybe she might be feeling like it was too hard for her.  I tried to find a different lesson, but since we jumped right in, I wasn't familiar with all the options that were available to us or how to find them.  We later went back to finish the Language Arts lesson we started and again, she wasn't too crazy about it.  The conclusion I came to with this first lesson, was that:

• It was slow paced 
• It was very repetitive
• The cartoon characters were somewhat annoying and I think that was a distraction for her. 

Cardinal struggles with Math, so I was very eager to see how she liked Time4Learning's Math and if it would help her to understand concepts that she has the most problems with.  As soon as we logged on, we recognized the CompassLearning Odyssey Math.  I had no idea ahead of time that Time4Learning used this for their Math, otherwise, I would have never had her go into the Math portion of this program.  This Math program is actually a program she has used in the past.  Unfortunately, she completely hated it.  After this first attempt to log on for our review, she refused to look into the Time4Learning program any further.  However, I will say that in the past when she used the program her Math skills showed much improvement and her Math scores proved it! 

Unfortunately, we got the chance to review Time4Learning during what very well may have been one of our worst months!  We don't usually do alot of school outings, but we had three within the first week of our trial, then there was Emu's hospital stay which has been followed by contant illness ever since and then, of course, our dog fell ill and died so we lost a few days there.  All in all, we have had an absolutely horrible month.  This program had to be used as a supplement to our current curriculum and with all that has gone on for the last month, we honestly did not have the time to give Time4Learning a fair review, as we had all we could do to keep up with our  current curriculum.  I was unable to look at the preschool or the 2nd grade level of the program.

In conclusion...I will say that from what I have seen, this program has PROVEN to improve Math skills for Cardinal, even though she struggled through the program.  I wish that she would have been willing to look at the program for other subjects!  I am very disappointed that I was not able to look more in depth at what Time4Learning has to offer!  I will say it is not for everyone.  It may work for one child in your family, but not for another...I think this would be the case in my own family.  I can see this program working for one or more of my children, and wish that we would have had longer to look at it.  I would highly recommend trying a demo for yourself.

Thank you Time4Learning for giving me this opportunity to try your program.

I can't believe she's gone

On Tuesday, I was working on a post that I never got to finish.  I knew the end was near and it helped me to write about her.  It helped me to think of good and happy times and not focus so much about what was happening and the choices I had to face.  But, I didn't get to post that post because things took a dramatic turn.

When I was preparing lunch that day, she collapsed and laid lifeless on the floor in a puddle of urine.  I was in the kitchen with her, but I had my back turned so I didn't see her.  Eagle walked to the sink and spotted her and he said "Oh my God, is she dead"?  When I turned around and saw her lifeless body laying there in such an akward position, I too thought she was dead.  When I approached her, she cried a very unusual cry...a cry I have never heard before.  Crow was standing at her side sniffing her.  I picked her up and she seemed fine, other than an odd "stiffness" about her.  I stood her up and she could stand, but she appeared to be paralized.  After a little while she was completely back to normal, but I had realized that since early that morning she had been coughing a lot.  She actually woke Cardinal up this morning, coughing...like she was trying to clear something out of her throat.  She was covered in urine, so I gave her a bath and blew her hair dry.  As I brushed her hair, I had the overwhelming feeling that this would be the last time I would ever brush her hair and I felt a sadness come over me.  I became very anxious and nervous, I didn't like this feeling at all!

After her bath, she rested comfortably on the couch.  A few hours later, she coughed up blood.  Obviously, I immediately knew that the end was near.  I knew that I would not be able to afford vet care for her and I feared that the time had come, that I may need to consider having her put down.  I spent the afternoon in tears, while Cardinal  distracted the younger kids.  She was absolutely amazing!

Our last picture

For 15 years, she was always by my side, she was my "fur baby".  When she was a puppy, she went everywhere with us.  She was known to be one of the biggest fans at the many Cross Country meets we went to.  She loved boating, camping, walks in the park or even in the neighborhood (she wasn't very picky).  She loved her mommy so much that she suffered severe seperation anxiety and she had to take medication until I was able to quit work and stay home with her.  She lended an ear whenever I needed it.  She licked my tears when I was sad.  She wagged her tail when she knew I was happy.  She never talked back.  She never got mad at me, even when I was wrong.  She always got attention and got to play dress up even if she didn't want to.  She had lots of siblings to feed her scraps that she shouldn't have too.  She made it through puppy school, although, you never would have known when she was older.  She tolerated her Rotty brother and sister and even her Black Lab brother, Crow.  She was there through all the good times and the bad.  So, with all these good times, of course there were some bad.  She ran away a number of times.  She survived being lost in the dead of winter (twice).  Somehow, she was always returned to us even though it disappointed the people who had already "adopted" her.  Jailbird didn't like her, so the years with him were surely not the best.  He even made us re-home her once, but later realized that really wasn't fair.  

Around 5:00, she had another seizure.  The boys were so upset.  Once again, she laid lifeless on her side and they thought she was dead.  When I got up to go to their room, she again seemed fine, but once again had that weird stiffness about her legs.

By 6:00, I was discussing with the kids the reality of having to put her down.  This was one of the most difficult decisions I have ever faced.  I have always disagreed with this option, as I felt it wasn't my right to choose when she should die.  But, then again...I had never imagined her dying this way either.  I am not one to sugar coat things for my kids, so they were well aware that she was dying.  We spent the next few hours taking pictures and spending lots of time with her, comforting her and holding her. 

Duckling and Parrot's last picture

Macaw and Parrot's last picture

Hawk and Parrot's last picture

Cardinal and Parrot

The decision was made that we would put her down the next day...it would be selfish for us not to.  It was a heartwrenching decision, but she did not deserve to suffer and I had to think of how traumatic this was for my flock to watch her die this way.

She was laying on our couch...she sat up during one of her coughing fits and tilted her head back so far that she fell straight back and began having a seizure and then she whimpered and moaned.  When I sat he back up, the blood was dripping pretty bad out of her mouth and nose.  She was breathing very fast and heavy.  It was apparent that she probably was not going to make it through the night, and she was beginning to suffer.  Macaw was sitting right next to her and she started to panic and was yelling "take her to the doctor, she needs to go to the doctor".  I called two different hospitals and they both charged $165 to put her down.  Neither of them were willing to work with me on the cost.  It was killing me that my kids were having to witness this and I couldn't bear to see Parrot suffering, but there was nothing I could do.  I was advised to keep her warm and comfort her and that it sounded like she was in heart failure and was having seizures and with the hemoraging she probably wouldn't last long.

At 7:00 she made her final trip up the stairs.  She went to her favorite spot in the whole house...Hawk's bed.  I covered her up and Cardinal and I sobbed for hours as we sat with Parrot...trying to make her as comfortable as we could.  We took a few last pictures and then it was obvious that Parrot was growing extremely uncomfortable.  She would stand up, turn around, lay down...stand up, turn around lay down.  She tried to whimper and cry but not much sound came out.  She was breathing so heavy Cardinal said it sounded like she had run a marathon.  I said "Parrot has always been such a trooper, a real fighter...she can't even give it up when she is dying".  My mom suggested that I hold Parrot to see if that would make her more comfortable and get her to calm down.  That since she wasn't hiding to die, maybe she just needed me to tell her it was ok to go.  So, I picked her up and cradled her.  I talked to her...basically begging her to give up because I just couldn't bear to see her suffer.  I didn't want these memories to replace all of the ones I wanted to remember.  She was bleeding so bad from her mouth and nose, that blood was pooling on the bed.  Her breathing slowed down and she took a deep breath then her body relaxed and she went limp then she twitched.  I thought that was it, I said "I think that was it, I think she's gone" but then she gurgled and gasped for air.  It was so hard to tell if she was dead or alive.  I was amazed at the peacefulness that took over her, I was truly in awe and I was so relieved and if I could feel "happy" this was that moment, it was a beautiful thing.  I kept saying "Cardinal, look at her, look how peaceful she is, she is not suffering, isn't it amazing".  At this point, I thought she was still alive, but as I look back...I realize that she was already dead.  I told Cardinal to go get Hawk and tell him that if he wanted to see her alive again, that he needed to come now because it seemed we were in our final minutes.  I called my mom and told her that we were close.  It was hard to distinguish if she was dead or alive.  Her head was limp and lifeless, I even said to my mom "she can't even hold her head, if i let it go, it falls".  Again, she twitched and her body went limp and she gurgled.  Again, I said "I think that's it, she's gone" then she would make a gasping sound, so we thought she was alive.  Hawk and Eagle left the room.  I was trying to figure out if she was dead or alive...but she did the twitch/gurgle routine one last time.  It was still hard to tell if she was dead or not, but this time I was sure that she was.  As I replay the events in my head, I realize that she was dead before I sent Cardinal to get Hawk, that moment of peace was actually the moment of her death.  I know this for certain, because she defecated during that first cycle of lifelessness and I didn't want Hawk to see it when looked at her.

A final goodbye, one last video and preparing for grief and healing

We held her and said goodbye for about 45 minutes.  I decided to wake Macaw so that she could say her goodbyes.  In the morning, she did not remember that Parrot had died.  Eagle and Macaw were both very upset that they couldn't see her.  This bothered me very much because I too have that need of having that type of closure.

We drove 45 minutes to our own "pet cemetary" to find that it was flooded and was about 12 inches under water.  In a panic, I got ahold of the only place that could bury her.  They offered a "country burial" in which 50-100 pets were dumped in one big hole.  They don't allow you to mark the grave and they don't keep track of which animal goes into which hole.  So, basically, I felt like we'd be throwing her away like trash.  They did offer a "private" burial.  She would have her own plot and we could mark her grave and visit her...for $450.  So, I called a vet and explained the situation and they advised me to keep her in the freezer until we could give her a proper burial.  My mom offered to help with this difficult task.  My mom looked sad and she has the same "closure" issue as me, so I asked if she wanted to see her and she said yes.  After seeing that Parrot was still "presentable" I gave everyone the option to see her except Duckling.  I thought it would be too confusing and better if she didn't.  Macaw needed that.  It wasn't upsetting to her at all.  She got to see and pet her and say her final goodbye, she needed that.  Eagle seemed a bit bothered, but he really wanted that chance to see her one last time.  Emu...ahh, my little Emu.  He has dealt with this entire thing in a way that is bothersome to me.  He has been not only completely unaffected by her death, but he has had no response to any of us being so upset either.  Well, he wanted to see her and when he looked at her he said "heh" and ran away.  He came back a moment later, flapping his wings and jumping up and down and with a smile and his little laugh he said "so, are we going to put her in the mud now"?  That's about how Emu has handled all of this, I guess for him, it's a blessing. 

Each day is a little easier, but we are still so sad.  Poor Duckling can't begin to understand and she keeps asking why Parrot is hiding.  Macaw just cries and says she misses her.  Emu doesn't even know she's gone.  The rest of us break down randomly.  There is such an emptiness that I never could have imagined.  Her bed still sits where it always was, her bowl is still in it's same spot and her food is untouched.  It's hard when I realize I haven't tripped over her or she hasn't gotten in my way.  I feel like I'm forgetting something when I leave because I don't have to make sure she's locked up.  I miss hearing her scratch at the gate (and God, I hated that).  I miss letting her outside while I'm waiting for my coffee in the morning.  I miss shaking my head as I walk by Hawk's door because someone let her out of the kitchen and she's laying on his bed.  I miss yelling at Duckling to put her down because she was always trying to carry her.  Nothing seems the same without her.  I never would have imagined that I could miss her this much.  I can't wait for the day that this gets easier and when this pain goes away!

I love and miss you so much Parrot, life will never be the same without you!

Her final hour

Where in the World have we been?

We've worked very hard on our new Flat Traveler project and we have been very excited!  We are having so much fun with our visiting travelers.  There are so many great places we can't wait to explore in our own state and we can't wait to see what our travelers have been up to on their adventures!

Today, we made our Traveler Wall.  It has a temporary home in our kitchen, but we can't wait to move it to our classroom!  We have the perfect spot for it in our classroom, but unfortunately, our walls are textured and we can't tape anything to them.  We have some work to do before we can move our travel wall in there, but we didn't want to go without, so we settled for the spot in the kitchen for now. 

We made the 5ft. banner on Microsoft Publisher.  It reads "Where in the World have we been?" and it has our tour bus on it.  A shelf sits nearby to keep all of our traveler related items organized and a bin is available to keep things together too (state books, visiting traveler information, souvineers to send our visiting families, etc.). 

We printed various maps from this great website!  On our 2x2 world map we will mark our travels (girls will be marked in red and boys will be marked in blue).  On our 3x3 US map we will color each state we visit and mark the cities on the map.  Each month we will print a map of the state or country that we are visiting.  On that map, we will write the address of our host family along with how many miles it is for us to travel there.  There are also 2 pouches that will provide a place for our visitors to stay, so that they do not get seperated from their belongings (journal, passport, etc.).  We still need to print and hang our travel log!

It is amazing to see the enthusiasium of the kids when it comes to this project.  What a fun and interesting way to learn geography and map skills, learn about other cultures and best of all...making friends from around the globe!



"Alice", a visiting traveler from the UK is enjoying her private room



Can't wait to add some color to this USA map!



One of our state maps and a fact sheet that was sent to us from our NH visitor.





Emu's Diagnosis Day

"Idopathic Short Stature"....the phone call came early this morning, what a way to start our day.  I dreaded the phone call, but yet I was so anxious for it to come.  I knew I would be dissapointed, no matter what the answer was going to be, and yes, I think I am!

Idopathic Short Stature, what does that mean?  It means they have to call it something.  It means that the Endocrinologist, has absolutely no hormonal explanation for his lack of growth, from her standpoint.

I wrote down everything as she was speaking to me.  My mind was in a whirlwind, so it was difficult to ask questions.  I felt like I couldn't think very clearly.  I did ask some questions, but now I am filled with so much more.  I am totally confused.  She said that Emu IS Growth Hormone Deficient, but he does not meet the criteria for a GHD diagnosis.  She said his growth hormone level is 12.5.  When I asked what it "should" be, she said anything greater than 10 is considered normal.  She then went on to read all of the levels from each blood draw.  8.4, 5, 12.5, 2.6 & 7.5...so now I am confused.  Do they not average those, because his average would be 7.2.  I'm assuming they simply take the highest number, but out of 5 draws only one is above 10, so to me it doesn't seem right to take that number. Not that it would really make a difference in my choice to treat, but it would definately have an impact on his overall health and well being, as a true growth hormone deficency not only effects your size, but also all of your organs.

Her suggestion is to still treat him the same and to try and get growth hormone therapy, 1 shot each day, approved under a diagnosis of Idopathic Short Stature.  It is one of the 9 criteria approved by the FDA, but it is the most "wishy washy" as she called it and the hardest diagnosis to get approval for.  She is sending me literature to read over, so now, I need to educate myself and decide if I want to pursue growth hormone therapy for him.  From what I already know, this is not an avenue I will choose for him, especially since she thinks this will only gain him 3-7cm of growth, to me, it is just not worth the risks!  If it is approved, then the next battle is cost.  Growth hormone therapy is extremely expensive ($15,000-20,000 per year) and not all insurance companies pay for it, though, sometimes the manufacture will cover the cost.

She did mention that other systems could cause him not to grow...his heart, lungs, etc., though he "seems" to be healthy and thriving, she has no suspicion that there is anything else going on other than his growth hormone being low.

So, there you have it...I guess he got his "Diagnosis Day".  I still don't feel like we have all the answers, but I do feel relieved that we aren't ordering a CT Scan or MRI or other mounds of tests.  I expected to get an either/or...either he was growth hormone deficient, or he wasn't.  I never knew falling in between was an option, so I wasn't quite prepared for this.  I feel a sort of emptiness, a lack of having any real answers.  His "diagnosis" refers to extreme short stature that does not have a diagnostic explanation (idiopathic designates a condition that is unexplained or not understood) after an ordinary growth evaluation, hows that for an "answer".

So, now...I have to ponder on my choice...where do we go from here?  My immediate response is "No Way"!  Growth hormone therapy, is not worth the risks, not worth the pain, and not worth the small amount of growth it may provide.  For now, I think I need to leave him the way that God intended him to be :)

Breath Away Wednesday

It is Wednesday isn't it?  I've been up all night...it sure seems like Tuesday to me....but, nope, my clock says 4:24am on Wednesday, March 2! 

Emu is wide awake sitting on the computer next to me watching Barney on Netflix, he insists that we stay up until the boys come down for breakfast.  I beg to differ, I mean, after all...Emu can sleep all he wants later today while I on the other hand, will be stuck tending to my duties around here.  I may have to enlist in some help from Cardinal and Hawk.  Every night since last Thursday, I've been up nearly all night...between sick kids and dogs not liking the new rules around here.  I don't know how I am even able to function right now...I am so sleep deprived! 

Tonight, I spent 4 hours in the ER with Emu.  Off and on since Saturday, he has complained of his belly hurting, pinpointing the pain at his belly button.  With the stomach virus we've had going around, I just figured he must be getting that, but after a good two days of complaining and no sight of vomiting or diarrhea, I started wondering if something else could be wrong.  He hasn't been himself, but yet, just laying around and most often when in pain, he just drops to the floor where ever he may be even if it's the cold hard kitchen floor.  His nights have been very restless and he tosses and turns in pain.  Tonight a few hours after he had been in bed, he woke up crying in pain...tossing and turning...you could just see that he was so uncomfortable.  When I asked him where he hurt, again, he pointed directly to his incision from his abdominal surgery a few years ago.  I always wonder about that "weak abdominal wall" and the hernia repairs that never seemed to heal the way it was described that they would.  Maybe I'm just worried about him because his diagnosis day may be just a few days away.  Maybe it's all of the stories of people tragically losing their children that I've been following lately.  Who knows...but something just didn't feel right, so I decided to take him and get him checked out.

The ER doctor was fabulous with my scared little Emu.  As we pulled up to the hospital, he remembered his stay there just two weeks ago.  Immediately, he decided he wanted to get as far away from that place as he could.  But, he wasn't draggin me out near midnight after 4 days of abdominal pain, for me to turn back.  The doctor was amazing and seemed more like a grandpa playing with his grandson, than an ER doctor doing an exam.  Upon the exam, I heard those words again "weak abdominal wall".  The doctors thoughts were that he either had an adhesion that developed from his abdominal surgery or that he could possibly have a tear in his abdominal wall.  So, he ordered 2 different x-rays...both of which came back fine.  So, we left with a diagnosis of "abdominal pain".  Hmmm...that's the very complaint we went in with, gosh, I should have been a doctor.

So, as we were sitting in the hospital flipping through the tv (poor Emu really wanted to watch basketball), we didn't really have any luck finding anything of the sort in the wee hours of the morning.  We ended up watching a St. Jude promo video titled "Fighting to Live".  After watching about 3 heartwrenching stories of children who had lost their battles with Cancer...I couldn't bear to watch anymore.  I kept thinking about a  couple whose blog I have been following since they've tragically lost their precious 4 month old Maddie and I thought of the story of another baby who's story I read just today.  He lost his life to SIDS and their is a big annual fundraiser at out Children's Hospital in his honor. 

As I sat there once again in the hospital with Emu, with him hopelessly in pain and scared about what they were going to do to him.  I worried about his test results, both his X-rays from tonight and his Growth Hormone Test from two weeks ago.  In a weird way, I felt so lucky, after all...unlike all of these tragic stories I've been hearing lately...he was at least smiling, playing with his little firetruck.  It's so hard not knowing what is in store for him...why is he having abdominal pain and what is going to happen when we get all of his test results back.  What is he going to have to go through next.  Why do I keep finding myself sitting in a hospital room with him and why can't they ever find out what's wrong with him.

I almost wish we would have left the hospital tonight with a diagnosis of constipation...at least it would have been an answer.  So, now...once again...we wait and hope that soon, we will have answers.

On the road again...goin places that I've never been...

One of the wonderful parents in one of our homeschooling groups organized a "Flat Traveler"  project and we are so excited to be participating in such a wonderful opportunity.  We can not wait to put our map and geography skills to work as we mark all the places we've visited on our world map.  We will learn about so many different places and cultures and we are already meeting new friends from around the globe.  History lessons will "come alive" for us and we will even start a collection or two...maybe three (postcards, stamps and magnets). 

We packed up our passports and grabbed our travel journals, weather diaries and a few recipe cards.  We quickly....well, okay, actually it took quite a while, a week or so...but nonetheless, we loaded up our Tour Busses, pets and all.  The kids and pets anxiously departed at around 8:00pm tonight.

Our "Flat Travelers" and Passports

The boys are headed off to visit Hooksett, New Hampshire, and boy do they have an exciting trip in store for them.  The cost for their departure was a whopping $1.22.  They should be arriving to their destination no later than Friday.  They have plans to go to the Circus and a Monster Truck show...if they are lucky, they may even get a few autographs.  Our host family will have their hands full, as the boys are lucky enough to be one of three families making this trip to Hooksett!

Boys Homeschool Adventure Tours Bus

The girls are headed overseas to visit our friends in Stockport, England!  The cost for their departure was a mere $2.92.  They will arrive to their destination in 4-10 days!  We had a last minute change of plans and we are visiting a different family than originally planned, so we have no idea what's in store for us there, but the girls could not be any more excited!

Girls Homeschool Adventure Tours Bus



Our first visitor will be arriving in just a few days...we have some great things planned for them as well!  I won't blog about the places that we go with our visitors, although, I admit, it will be so hard not to and I assure you that they will not be disappointed at all! 

We will keep you posted on our adventures and tell you about all of the wonderful things we get to see and do on our trips.....we're on the road again...goin places that we've never been.............

Dropping like flies but still flying the friendly skies!

We've had a sickly year...as if Type A flu, ear infections and upper respiratory infections and possible pneumonia a few weeks ago wasn't enough....we are sick again around here.  This time it's a lovely stomach flu. 

Duckling was the first and she was so very sick and unable to hold anything down for an entire day.  At least by the end of the day she was able to hold down some momma's milk.  That was a few days ago and she still isn't 100%...just laying around more than usual and not eating or drinking a lot (but that seems to be a problem lately anyways).  Macaw was complaining of being nauseous that night.  She carried the "bucket" around and finally fell fast asleep on the couch with her poor little face in the puke pan. 

She never threw up.

That night I camped in the family room with the little ones in fear that one of them would be sick through the night...I don't deal well on this type of clean up duty, so I wanted to be near them to avoid as much clean up as possible.  No one slept well and with that and the dogs, I was up most of the night, but at least no one got sick.

Eagle woke up with it on Friday and he was miserable all the way up until midnight, then he woke up Saturday morning feeling like a new person. 

We had a day of Basketball games on Saturday and somehow everyone was well, so we went.  Emu surely wasn't himself, he was much too still and I was so worried that he was going to get sick.  He complained and whined of his belly hurting most of the afternoon and evening, but he never got sick.  Hawk has complained off and on about not feeling well, but he's never gotten sick either.  Cardinal must have an immune system built of steel because I've heard not one work out of her.

Today, the weather here was quite nice.  We decided to take advantage of the beautiful day and we headed out to fly kites.

 

What fun is flying a kite, if it doesn't get stuck in a tree!



All of our flights were not successful, we got tangled up a time or two...and what would a kite flying adventure be, if at least one kite wasn't landed in a tree?

Emu did not have a good time.  He is still complaining of a belly ache, though he has not gotten sick at all.  He wanted to be carried the entire time, even when the kids played at the playground, he did not want to participate.  He begged nearly the entire time to go home.  This is definately not my Emu!



Macaw, proudly flying her kite





 Macaw had a wonderful time, she was so proud of flying her kite so high.  She also like trampling around in the mud, often acting like stepping in a big sloshy puddle was an accident, lol.

Duckling stayed under Cardnal's wing the entire day.  Hawk wasn't with us this afternoon, he was playing video games with his friends.

Even still tonight, poor Emu is STILL complaining of his belly.  He often just throws himself on the floor and lays down where ever he happens to be.  I hate when I start wondering if "something" could be wrong.  Of course when he points to where it hurts, he points exactly where his abdominal surgery was a few years ago.  That spot never seemed to heal the way they said it would.



She was so thrilled with how high her kite was

Cardinal keeping Duckling under her wing

Emu wanting to be picked up...AGAIN!

Poor Duckling, still not feeling well

Still under Carndnal's wing



So, we must bid farewell to our sickly weekend, but we are so glad we were able to enjoy some of it anyways.  We don't get very much family time, so it was really nice to get out and play...even though I had housework that very much needed to be done.

We have an exciting school week ahead.  We should be caught back up on all our studies and we are participating in a "Flat Traveler" project and we are so very excited about it!  We are looking forward to some fun outings over the next few weeks.

We should be getting Emu's Hormone Study Test Results back this week.  I am so anxious about it...the waiting is so terrible, I'm so nervous for the phone to ring.  I know when I see that it's them calling, my heart is going to sink to my feet.  I don't know what to hope for and I'm sure no matter what, I won't be happy with whatever the results are.  As always, I try to take it day by day...today, was a good day.  Who knows what tomorrow will bring.