Destination imagination

 This school year, we’ve been in a club at school.  It’s a STEAM based club, with a competition in the spring.  The boy has enjoyed parts of it, the building, less so the planning or the acting that goes into it.  His team mates were sweet but the three were from different universes.  I’ve compared them to MCU, Spongue Bob, and JRR Tolkien.  Getting them to listen to each other has been the hardest on the adults.  But, come competition day, they did a great job.  Super nervous, but great.

Selfies part one

 

Happy valentines day

 

Give me a spank!

 

The Crusher

 Husband got his own workout machine.  The boy has already walked several miles and got his own patch of road rash when he forgot it doesn’t stop when he does. Yes, he is wearing a bungee cord as a belt.

Reindeer games

 Santa came, but brought some new elves.  The elves messed up and put presents all over the house and even outside.  The boy had to follow clues and do some tasks to find them. 

Random December

 Kitty cat snuggling the boy on purpose but only while he’s asleep.

When I was pregnant with the boy, I was worried about a lot of things.  My symptoms were mild but he was in trouble the whole time.  I worried that I would miscarry. I worried that if I did, people would blame me.  I was fortunate in that I had what I needed, and had the baby, early, but not too early.  But my worry is a reality for another woman. She lives in Ohio, went for medical help, didn’t receive it, miscarried, and is now being prosecuted.