A favorite poem...

Stopping by the woods on a snowy evening- by Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.









Monday, January 18, 2010

MONDAY, FUNDAY....

It is yet another Monday! Grayson had preschool this morning and we had to drop Wall-E, one of our cats off at the vet. Poor guy had to get some shots and nuetered. Grayson cried when we left! I think he thought we were giving him away. Then of course I started crying because I cry at everything, included jiffy peanut butter commercials!

Came home with Emma then Anabell showed up not long after, ( a friends daughter that I am now watching during the week). We went to Grayson at preschool around 11:30. Grayson learns so much and really enjoys learning. I am so proud of him! He can write his own name, I am pretty sure that when I was three, I didnt even know how to count to twenty let alone write my own name!

I start school again tomorrow with University of Phoenix Online. I have a math class, thank God its only going to last 5 weeks! I will just be thankful when I am finished completely! It has been a slow process but I know what I want to do and I am determined to finish. I also want to show my kiddos that education is very important in todays society. I will be the first in my family to get a college degree and that means more to me than anything.

I have to go pick up Wall-E soon from the vet, they said everything went great! Overall, it has been a pretty good day!

In memory of Martin Luther King Jr.:

Ordinarily, a person leaving a courtroom with a conviction behind him would wear a somber face. But I left with a smile. I knew that I was a convicted criminal, but I was proud of my crime. ~Martin Luther King, Jr., March 22, 1956

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