Well, things have been good here the past few days.  Rye seems to be accepting the fate of the boy from our community and life goes on.

We visited the pdoc yesterday.  We always enjoy seeing him.  We need new blood work but that’s really it.  He also gave Rye a prescription for Klonopin to take on occasions when he gets really anxious so hopefully that will help on the rare occasion like the other day when his anxiety just gets the best of him.

And, in sad news, we are seeing some kids in our community (all boys, of course) find out that they are being held back a year at school due to either not passing the state exam or missing too many days of school.  This breaks my heart as the public school near us, instead of actually helping the kids,  just holds them back until they finally drop out on their own at 16 because they never get the help they need and they just get too frustrated with being too old in too young of a class and want to move on with their lives.   I mean, who wants to be 16 and in the 8th grade?  Or even 16/17 in the 9th?  It’s just ridiculous if they are socially aware at all.   They are better off to drop out and then start back up at community college remediation courses where they are treated in an age appropriate manner and the classes are flexible so they can work too and actually gain some useful skills.

That said, Rye seems really happy he is homeschooling now.  He sees himself in all of these boys and knows that each and every one of them could be him given different life circumstances.

As for us, Rye starts his various summer camps soon.  This will be fun for him and a nice break for me!

Bring on the summer camps!!

I know, it’s ridiculous.  But the kid has such a big personality he really fills up the house with his presence and it’s a little vacuous here without him.   Anyway, I hope he’s having a good time. We don’t get to talk to him until Friday when we pick him up.  We can only send him emails.  But he can’t send any back.  I’m wondering if it would be frowned upon if I sent him some silly emails.   Something to make him laugh.  I’m tempted to try and stir up trouble by sending something really silly.  I guess that wouldn’t be prudent.  It is, after all, a Christian camp.  Who know what kind of a sense of humor they have.  Could be minimal.   I hope it’s not like the movie ‘Jesus Camp’.  Perhaps I should have investigated it a bit more before sending him.  Honestly, though, it was very affordable and had paintball and a ropes course so we went with it.  And I like the Christian basis.   A Christian camp with a paintball basis.  There you go.  The best the South has to offer.  I just hope it’s not over the top.  Oh well.  I guess we’ll see.

Anyway, here’s a clip from ‘Meatballs’ where Bill Murray pretends to be the director of the camp for rich kids across the lake from the inexpensive camp where he actually works.  It’s rated R so if you are easily offended or uncomfortable with sexuality, don’t watch it.

Rye, Gam and I went to the amusement park near us yesterday.  It was at least one hundred thousand degrees outside but we had a really good time nonetheless.  I suppose due to the excruciating heat the park was fairly empty so we got to just about walk onto all of the rides.

Super nice!

Gam stuck to the easier rides, I rode the medium rides and Rye went for the super vominator ones.

It’s amazing how time and age really effect what rides one can tolerate.  Rides that I used to love now just make me super ill.  Sad.  Even looking at this picture above makes my stomach turn these days.  Sheesh.

Anyway, we were there for almost 7 hours.   We got our money’s worth, that’s for sure.

Last night we all came home and collapsed.  Big time.  I mean we were spent and exhausted.

I love summer time.

At the end of the evening we all got on the computer and looked at old pictures and wondered where all of the time has gone.  When I married Don nearly 6 years ago Rye was 7 years old and about half the size of Don.  Now, after measuring them yesterday, Rye is as tall as Don and already has a much bigger build and shoe size than Don and Rye’s hips are about 2 inches above Don’s.  So soon we’ll all be looking up to Rye.  Way up.  We are already starting to feel small in comparison.  It’s incredible.

We’re going to be like the Lilliputian couple with the giant kid.

Saturday night we went and saw the movie ‘Diary Of A Wimpy Kid’.  The movie was really good but I had to wonder where in the world this kid went to public school where the kids are able to be that innocent still in the 6th grade.  It made for a great movie and a great thought but I wish my son could go to that public school where girls still wear braided pig tails in middle school and boys still wear sweater vests.  I must be living in the wrong part of the world.  Public school in the rural south where we live is much more hard-core.  Even in the 6th grade.  Regardless, the movie was really good.

And that’s about it here.  We are going tent camping this coming weekend in the mountains and we are all excited about that.  It really feels like summer here and it’s nice.

A long, hot summer.