Stylin' Butt's!

Okay, I've had two red bull's this morning. Not b/c I envy Brittney Spear's lifestyle but because I have to do climb Laundry Moutain and I'm totally grossed out about it. Therefore I digress!

Okay, so my husband is having this mid-life crisis, right? And so he decided he wanted to start tanning. So he comes home looking like a tomato in August. His butt is severely burned and he is in pain. So I'm laughing at him and he's begging me to help. So I run in and get some aloe vera gel to cool off his hiney fire. A little while later he screams, "My butt is sticking to the sheets and it's on fire! What did you put on me??!!" He runs into the bathroom and grabs the greeen bottle and exclaims, "Are you trying to kill me? You just put hair gel on my butt!! It says on the label, 'For the expressive look! Mega hold styling gel'"!!! So now, not only does he have a rockin' tan, his butt is stylin' as well. Let's just hope it's not TOO expressive. lol!

THEN! Yesterday morning the Prevention for Blindness calls and me asks if I can set out a donation for them b/c their trucks will be in our area. I decide to donate this old dresser of my daughter's and set it outside in the driveway. I know the neighbors are thrilled when there is furniture in someones yard. ANYWAY, so I come home from getting the kids and there sits the dresser w/a note attached.

I swear to God this is true. And you should never swear to God, so you know this is the God's honest truth. lol The note says, "Cannot accept due to scratches and is in need of repair". PLEASE!!! It's too scratched for BLIND PEOPLE?!!!! I can't believe this!! Maybe I should tell them the scratches are little messages in braille. Then nerve!!

A New Day

There are hard seasons of life for Mom. These precious children emerge from your womb and the world is full of possiblities for them. They are brand new to this world. Marshall is my first child. He arrived with bright blue eyes and blond, curly hair. We called him our, "joy boy". And we loved on him and doted on him until it just didn't make sense. Then the grandparents took over and loved on him some more. The world was FULL of possibilities.

I ache for him today. And my friends pray for him. And us. I know it's not the end of the world to think that your child has Aspergers Syndrome. There are children w/cancer and missing limbs. What about all those Sally Struthers kids with flies on their faces? lol Oh my little baby, I wish I could fix it. Lord knows I have tried. Seriously.

But there is an end to what even a momma can fix. I cannot cure this. And that stinks. Then we have to bring in strangers who only see him for one appointment and we have to trust them to place a label on him that he will wear for life? God, that is hard for a Mom. Can't they at least get to know him, first?

This child deserves respect, this child deserves a world full of possibilities like the world he entered. Even if he does have aspergers. He deserves medicine that really really works for him. That opens the world like you open a gift. Full of possibilities and wonder. I have hope. But our lives have turned down a road w/no signs directing the right paths to turn. And it really sucks to be a control freak right now. lol