The Beggining

My sister inspired my blogging. With my moving and many friends and family litteraly scattered throughout the world, this may be a connection. I have horrible spelling and grammar so pay no attention to this.

This week has been quite challenging at that. We can start with Connors head injury or my car gettting stolen, or anything but normal happening. Cody is at WLC ( what I call grown men playing GI JOE). He has not been home for two weeks, ironic the army sends him home for war and begins training him for war immediately afterwards. But to begin, Connor fell out of a shopping cart. Alright, Im not the normal mom to worry, Boys will be boys, Right? This time Connor started to close his eyes and try to sleep right after his flip fall right on the front of his head. Very scary. Connor will never stand in a shopping cart again, he may never ride in one again, as scared as I was afterwards. He is fine, he is completely Connor normal, but for that two hours afterwards I was freaking out. Of course, he refuses to cooperate and tell me his numbers or letters during the episode so I know he is ok,, but later that night he counts to 18 for the first time, but when I wanted him to tell me his name, it didnt happen. So I know now, Connors head can take quite the fall, and him closing his eyes afterwards is his personal trick to scare me into him never having to suffer through a grocery trip again.

Then we can go into my car being stolen. Its an interesting feeling when you walk outside and just know you parked your car in the driveway, but its not there. I walked in wondering if I had lost my mind, and then walked out again. Still not there, no car. Well I then procceeded to call my friend and explain to her that I think my car had been stolen. She conformed the idea that if you parked your car somewhere and when you came back it is not there, thats normally stolen. So in shock I called the police. They found my car, parked three streets down, not damaged, but parked. Guess some teenagers took it for a joy ride. Funny thing, me and the army investigators are looking through to see if anything is missing, and I dont see anything. After I noticed Connor rummaging through car for awhile looking for something, he then says loudly and clearly, Where is my seat guys? The investigators and cops found it quite entertaining. I hadnt noticed the missing carseat. On the joy ride, the teenagers needed more room, so they chunked it a few streets down. On an Army post you would assume safety, well to my suprise the cop explained we have a higher crime rate than outside the post. This is the joy of the Army life.