Go Daddy! No, not the company; the DOUGIE! Yep, my rocket man got recognized for his efforts with NASA. WOW, so proud of him.
He just gets better with age. XO
I just got another article published at GCU about School Boards. Not super exciting, but hey, or HAY, I still finished it and they liked it. That’s a bonus.
And then there’s my art bug. Yep, the is my happy place; when I’m drawing. (Well, since I can’t have many fun foods anymore, and I feel kind of yucky sometimes). Drawing it my outlet.
I have been working on this, and now I finished. Here it is!
There has been such growth in Tatum’s creativity. Her imaginative mind continues to blow me away.
She wrote this small story one day while sitting at the island.
The Cursed Child: Chapter One : 5th period
Carson walked over. “Punk!” I quickly closed my folder, his eyes followed my hand. “Hey man, what’s your problem!” I stared back down. Carson stared, his eyes boring holes in my head. “What you hiding,punk!” Silence. “WHAT ARE YOU HIDING !!!” Silence. He pulled hard at the folder. Silence. He snatched the folder. Silence. He opened it. I smiled. Here I was sitting in Science class with a bully who was 3 times bigger than me and I had the nerve to smile! Who was I? King of England? No. I was a twelve year old boy in seventh grade. I took my last breath then stood up.
As I slammed my locker Carson walked up. “Punk, I read your poem, and I think you should have it back .” I stared as he shoved tiny little pieces of my poem into my chest.
I had to write a WHOLE STORY for homework. I wrote about how much I hate homework because it takes so long. My sister pounded on my door. “Who is it?” Her muffled voice came. I stared at the door and gradually opened the door. “Mily I have homework to do !” She stared down at the paper and then turned back at me. A giggle came from her throat. “What?” She held the paper up. “What is a -“ I covered her mouth with my hand. A figure was hanging from my window! Mily screamed.
I woke up to a huge pile of glass on my bed. My hand was bleeding! Then I passed out.
My mom was putting a wet towel over my forehead when I woke up . “Lemmy needs a new “ but that was all I had heard because just then a figure chocked my dad.
MOVIES!
Moreover, she is now making movies playing all sorts of characters. She uses props right outside our door or stuff we already own.
Her sound effects and audio clips inserted make it really come alive..and make it funny too!
We believe turning lemons in to lemonade. What choice do we have? Tatum and I have been going through incredible health challenges the past two weeks. From insomnia, viruses, fatigue, nausea, vomiting…you name it.
Yes, she’s walking around the house with a jacket on, and then the next minute she’s burning up.
But, we are still writing, smiling, reading, and watching worship videos.
She’s also been keeping up on all of her school work! She just finished a cute essay on an invention she has: THE READRAMA…so creative. MY KIDDO’S BRAIN!
She’s also preparing her room for Valentines’ Day. She loves love; Loves to love on us and her birdie.
I pray we get over this soon. It’s time for the lemonade to start flowing because we keep our eyes on HIM> We love you, Jesus and we know what YOU ALLOW YOU REDEEM! AMEN!