So, I just sat down and opened the blog to write about my pretty stress free day, then I hear the sound of fence slats coming loose with dogs escaping through them...yep, they were free. Thank goodness we were home. We've been waiting for the day one of us comes home and they're not here. This fence is the lamest fence I've ever seen..well, not totally, but I'm not happy with it. It hasn't done a very good job of keeping my dogs in. We ghetto-rigged one part of it, putting a resin table in front of some of the loose slats to keep the dogs away, but that's where they got out. Mocha came back farely easy, but Kenya, oh Kenya, she had to go for a joy run. I chased her a little bit, then I lost her for a second...then she comes running down the road full speed ahead straight for me, then..whish..off to my left side, so I turn around and follow her a little bit and she comes back at me full speed ahead again..whish, to my right side..then I said, Kenya, bad girl and she slowed down a little. I'm not sure if that was from exhaustion or b/c she doesn't want to be a 'bad girl'. So, I finally got her and CARRIED her back to the house. We don't have collars on our dogs, but I think we will now. Surprisingly, I wasn't out of breath after this little endeaver, and Kenya felt like she only weighed about 10 lbs. I guess my adrenaline was pumping. I wasn't as scared as when Gizmo got out. I knew she'd come back, it was just a matter of when and what bribing I had to do. So, right now I hear the sounds of Mike hammering nails in the fence to fix the loose slats so hopefully the dogs will stay in for a month or two more.
Now on to what I was going to write about before that excitement began. I've talked about the boy in my class who is a totally different kid in the pm than the am, I think. We'll assume so. Anyway, so, my teacher said something to the school nurse and I guess she referred him to a counselor. Well, the counselor came to our room yesterday asking about him and she sent a letter home asking about what medicine he takes in the morning or if he does at all even. So, today he comes in and I can tell he's a different kid already. He's polite, and actually sits down and does his work!!! It is so amazing what a little note can do to make parents BE PARENTS!! There is no way he was getting his medicine in the mornings by the change of personality this kid was going through. Today was a good day and it's getting near to the end of the school year. Things are starting to pick up with trying to get things done. State testing is in two weeks. That should be fun. The teacher I work under is moving to 5th grade next year so she has to have her room completely cleaned out by the end of the school year. She's so ready to get out of 3rd grade. Who can blame someone when about 5 times just this semester 3 of her students peed in their pants...3rd graders!! Oh well, you gotta love em. If this kid can keep up taking his medicing life will be much happier. Maybe I'll start glowing soon............
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