I can't believe it has been a month since I last posted. ugh

Too much has been going on, stuff I do not like.

Went to the dr yesterday for my yearly check up.  I do not like being poked and prodded, even if I do love my dr. 

Once again I am hearing about what a lousy mom I am. I get so tired of it and just want to run away. 

Daniel got glasses this past week.  Since he didn't wear his eye patch very well when he was younger, his eyesight cannot be improved past 20/30, even with glasses.  He says the requirement for law enforcement is 20/20 (with glasses) so he is really bummed he can't be a police officer. I told him to call Omaha Police Dept to find out for sure.  Of course Larry had to get on me about my negligence.  I couldn't keep track of his patch at school.  He hasn't worn a patch for 7 years, so it is history, but still, it is a part of my history as a negligent mom.

He is also on me about not having devotionals with the kids anymore.  He says they are on the road to hell and I am leading them there. He did a couple of devotionals, but they lasted for over an hour and a half, just us listening to him talk.  Even a church sermon doesn't last that long!  I told him we were not going to sit through that. He has a very monotone voice, and listening to it for an hour and a half makes me very edgy.  Having devotional at dinner worked out for me and the kids, but he won't allow it, because that is a time to eat, not a time to learn about God.  Anytime I want to have it, he says is inappropriate.  So I quit.

I get so tired of not doing anything right.  I just want to run away so he can raise them without my influence.  He says I am just like the rest of my family, and he does not want the kids to be like me. He keeps bringing up my family anytime he is unhappy, which is frequent. 

I have too much Catholic in me to do anything about it though.

Mike took a depression test and he said in the test that if he thinks about suicide every day.  I asked him about it and he said that if he knew for sure he would go to heaven, he would do it.  He is going to start going to his psychiatrist every two weeks for therapy now instead of just once a month for a medication check.  She wants to help him deal with his dad. His dad is a very unhappy man, and Mike has to realize it is not anything he is doing/not doing.  It just breaks my heart.

I am not doing so well with this blog thing.

We had  a nice Christmas. The boys got the games they wanted and Lindsay got stuff to make crafts.  Mom sends me money and I am to get gifts for them in the grandparents names. 

We slept in every day till noon.  Larry would complain about us sleeping but so?  I do not get this idea of sleeping the day away, there are the same amount of waking hours no matter what time we wake up. 

He had 3 days off for Christmas and 2 for New Years, the most time he has had off in a long time.  It was a bit strange having him around the house, and I am not used to sleeping with someone.  I'd go to bed a lot earlier because I'd get bored with what he was watching on tv.  He spent several hours watching Mysteries of the Bible then several more hours watching "the History of Sex", yawn.  I went upstairs and watched Gilmore Girls with Linz that I tivo-ed.

We had 4 snow days this week, so it was nice to sleep in more.  I am just not a morning person.  None of us are.