He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.
- Isaiah 40:29-31

Sunday, September 14, 2008

The Czorapinski Boys

I know I haven't been the best blogger in the world. It's been a while since I last updated but we've been really busy. And let me just tell you all about my kids.

My kids are the ones that stand out in a crowd. I wish it were for something like being super smart but nope that's not our kids. We have to be the weird ones. The ones you just can't figure out. We're like that.

Anyway, on Friday I got a note sent home in Noah's folder. Mind you that it was only the second week of school. The letter started with "I so hesitate to send this letter." It can't be good. What has my child done in this church school? Only my child. Well, it turns out that it isn't what he has done. It's what he hasn't done. It seems that Mr. Noah man "really does not want to participate in school." He is excited at drop off, enjoys his special job of the day and talks about school as if it were the best thing. Actually doing anything the teacher asks him to do, like artwork and such, not happening. Great. My child. Add that to the fact that we stick out like a sore thumb because we have the bald kid with cancer and we're well know in the area. They might not be able to pronounce our last name but gosh darn it people know who we are.

Well, Noah added to that attention on Saturday. We talked about his soccer game. We played in the yard. He was excited about the uniform. He talked about liking soccer. We get there and he refuses to play. An entire hour in the 90 degree heat and my child only wants to run on and off the field to get a coin that the coach was trying to use to get him to play. Actually go out, stand or even try wasn't happening. Ahhhh, my kid.

So, I wish I had a great picture to post of my little soccer guy. I wish I didn't have to spend time on the phone today telling his teacher to try some tough love. I wish I could figure out exactly what it is Noah needs. It's easy with Joshua. He has cancer. He needs chemo and radiation and medications. With Noah, nothing is consistent. He will do some things some of the time and not others. He will go up to the stranger in the park and ask them to play yet he won't dance during music with his friends at school. It's frustrating. I'm considering trading this model in for the upgraded one. Of course, even with his faults I've grown fond of him so that isn't happening. Guess will have to work it out. We're going to try some more one on one attention. We might even sign him up for some martial arts. We'll get it but it's going to be a journey.

And that would be my kids. God sure does have a plan for our family and our boys and I sure am completely in the dark as to what it is.

But what else has kept us so busy you ask? Well, Jeff and I finally got to get some alone time this weekend. Our neighbors offered to watch the boys on Saturday night so we could go out to dinner. We watched Dylan for them on Friday night so that they could do the same. It's a great plan and they don't mind taking three more (bless you Kelly and Chris) so it works out. It was funny when we picked them up though. Adam had a pooping accident and Chris had to give him a bath. Apparently Chris and Kelly have some very nice towels because Adam was sure to tell them "these are nice towels." He also thinks they have the best tv in the world and Kelly will tell you that they are probably the only people on the street without a flat screen LCD. That's my Adam.

Joshua had a stinky diaper while there as well. Kelly had to bribe him to let her change it. When cookies didn't work she resorted to lollipops and that did the trick. I actually feel guilty that we didn't pay them to watch our "crappy" kids. And speaking of that word...

Joshua was eating dinner on Friday night. He was completely enjoying every bite of his steak.

Me: That's it Joshua. That's all the steak there is.

Joshua: It's all gone?

Me: Yep. You've eaten it all.

Joshua: Aw, crap.

So that's our weekend. We did get to take the boys to the toy store today and they each got to spend a gift card they had. Noah got a fire hose ball shooting toy. Joshua picked out an ambulance that makes noise and of course Adam got an excavator. Some things with these kids throw me for a loop. Others are completely expected. I just never know what I'm going to get from these Czorapinski boys!

1 comments:

Amanda Tate said...

We had steak on Saturday - had I known there was a "shortage" at the Czorapinski house, I would have sent some over the bridge. I love the comment!