Hubby has taken the boys off to church this morning. Due to my propensity to sleep as late as physically possible I'm not going to rush out the door. I suppose I should really go but honestly I've gotten a bad vibe from the church we attend lately. When we started there it was a smallish non-denominational church, very simple but comfortable. Now it seems as they are getting grand plans, services are live streamed on the internet, they have a coffee bar where they sell lattes and it just seems commercial. A couple of weeks ago we attended services at fairly large church here in town because Sonny Boy was receiving a religious award for scouts through that church. I enjoyed it. The service was more traditional, and certainly had some aspects I wasn't used to ( Lutheran - I was raised Southern Baptist). I think I want to attend church there a few more times and discuss changing. The Lutheran church has a very active youth program that many friends of Sonny Boy attend, they have many different groups and activities and a more traditional Sunday school program that I think would benefit the boys. I am leery of the fact that it of course belongs to a bigger governing body which in principle I don't care for. I suppose I must research.
I received word that my aunt passed away yesterday in her sleep at 90 years old. Her last meal was a cheeseburger and onion rings. It's sad because that was the last of my father's siblings. ( Crazy age difference in the family - my grandmother was 45 when my father was born) I don't know if I will go down to Arkansas for the funeral. I would like to, but what a nightmare in logistics and expense. When my other aunt passed away I was sitting in the hospital with Mom and broken shoulder so attending that funeral wasn't even an option, though I was much closer to that aunt. My aunt's grandchildren are scattered all over the country so gathering them may take a few days. I'll have to see what the funeral arrangements are and decide from there.
Cabin fever is driving the boys nuts - and therefore driving us nuts as well. It doesn't help that Sonny Boy is mobility impaired and frankly needs some good, honest exercise to get the energy out. I can certainly tell when he hasn't had a sport to attend in a long time. I'm disappointed we didn't get to see more of a wrestling season out of him as he started off with a bang. The doctor said he should be fine for football season in the fall but that is a long way away. Sonny Boy wants to try a spring sport, but honestly without a background in soccer or baseball he'll sit the bench a lot because they are out for blood here by 10 years old. Our town has fielded championship Little League teams the last few years and it's taken way too seriously. Maybe once the leg is healed enough I'll see about attending the little private wrestling school. The club's coach sends his boys there in the off season and they are competitive on a national level - I don't want to go there.
Soon we'll start violin lessons for Igor. Hubby is concerned the skinny, bespectacled, odd kid is going to draw a lot flack for also playing a violin. I say he'll just fit in with all the other orchestra nerds and it won't matter. Igor is pretty limited for sports and he really needs his own "thing". I think he'll catch on pretty quickly as he has a good ear for music and isn't near as rhythmically challenged as Sonny Boy.
Brag time on the boys a bit. Results from a couple of different standardized tests came in this week. Sonny Boy performed extremely well - totally acing the social studies section of one test - coming close on the science and performing well above average for reading and math. Honestly the kid is wicked smart, I sometimes wonder if I'm not doing him a disservice by not pushing him harder academically, his daily classes are a no brainer for him. Igor had decent results too. Pretty much middle of the board or slightly above average. He has to work a little harder for his grades but they are good. I know most parents don't rave about their child being "average" academically, but honestly IQ was my biggest fear when adopting Igor. I knew I could handle physical disabilities, but intellectual disabilities were a fear factor.
Everything else is about the same. We are discussing Mom moving back to her house at the end of the week, we want to see what the doctor's say on Thursday. That will be a relief, though I imagine I'll be over there a bit doing for her. Maybe I'll see about maid service for her... or me.
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