Blessed Beyond Belief

Miracle Drug

When this song by U2 came out several years ago it immediately struck a chord in me.  I felt like someone had crawled in my head and wrote a song about how I felt about my beautiful boy William.  It nearly makes me cry every time I hear it.  Not until today did I look up the meaning of the song.  Bono's explanation is no surprise.  No wonder - it's written from a mother's perspective. 

"Bono wrote this about an Irish writer with cerebral palsy named Christopher Nolan. Said Bono, "When we were leaving school, this character arrived called Christopher Nolan, and he couldn't move a muscle. Only his eyes were just so sharp and so awake. He was born without any oxygen for two hours. But his mother so believed in the look in his eyes she used to read to him, she taught him. And then they found this little pill that allowed him to move his neck by about an inch. And then they put a thing to his head like a little unicorn and they taught him how to type. It turns out he had all these poems in his head." Nolan had his first book published at around 15. Bono wrote this song from the perspective of Christopher's mother and about her faith in her son. It is a song about the strength of love. "

I want a trip inside your head

Spend the day there...
To hear the things you haven't said
And see what you might see

I wanna hear you when you call
Do you feel anything at all?
I wanna see your thoughts take shape
And walk right out

Freedom has a scent
Like the top of a new born baby's head

The songs are in your eyes
I see them when you smile
I've seen enough I'm not giving up
On a miracle drug

Of science and the human heart
There is no limit
There is no failure here sweetheart
Just when you quit...

I am you and you are mine
Love makes no sense of space
And time...will disappear
Love and logic keep us clear
Reason is on our side, love...

The songs are in your eyes
I see them when you smile
I've had enough of romantic love
I'd give it up, yeah, I'd give it up
For a miracle, a miracle drug, a miracle drug

God I need your help tonight

Beneath the noise
Below the din
I hear your voice
It's whispering
In science and in medicine
"I was a stranger
You took me in"

The songs are in your eyes
I see them when you smile
I've had enough of romantic love
Yeah, I'd give it up, yeah, I'd give it up
For a miracle, miracle drug

Miracle, miracle drug

Cub Scouts

William has been asking about Boy Scouts for about as long as Autumn has been in Girl Scouts.  We kept putting it off thinking he wasn't quite sure what he was asking for.  This year we decided that it might be a fun activity for him that he was ready to get involved in.

A couple of weeks ago we went to a recruitment night and signed him up.  We were fortunate to place him in a den with a leader who is an OT, IBI trained and works with kids with autism.  She was awesome.  

So today we went to Boise to the Scout office to get his uniform.  Will was so excited!  And I was just about as excited as he was to see him in it.  So cute!  He read the 'Bears' handbook all the way home.

Homecoming dance 2009

You can see last year's homecoming photos here.

Sports

We never considered ourselves a 'sports family'.  Now I find our Sept. calendar filled with volley ball games, football games, practices, and horseback riding lessons.  Whew!  Super proud of the kids though for getting out there, trying their best and having fun.

This was Autumn's first volley ball game.  Tim couldn't make it because he was taking Will to Boise for horseback riding at the same time.

Despite the ball hitting a light bulb in the ceiling and crashing down on top of them, they did great and won!  I guess those 6 am practices are paying off.

Russell has been at practice every afternoon in the late summer heat. This is the stack of practice shirts that come home dripping wet everyday.  (he does his own laundry)

Leaving for school this morning wearing his varsity jersey. (still half asleep I think).  Tonight's game is at the BSU stadium.  We've never been inside there so it should be a fun night.

Who would have thought - Tara and Tim's kids are athletes??  How did that happen?

Today

I really wanted to take you through our whole trip down south, but I am falling way behind.  Besides - by now you are probably thinking - that's OLD news!  So maybe I'll get a couple of photo albums on here that you can look through if you'd like.  For now I'll tell you what's been happening since we've been home.

• We had to be back home by August 2 so the kids could jump right back into school stuff.
• Autumn is going to be on the middle school student council team and went to a day long retreat to get the scoop.
• Russell started football practice last week.  He's gone from 3 days of 1/2 hour intense workouts to two a day practice, then three a day, now he's down to one a day. 
• I've put in a good amount of time preparing healthy, nutrient dense food for him and driving him back and forth to the high school.
• Autumn is playing volleyball for the middle school. There were 5 days of instruction and now the regular practices have started - at 6 am.
• Will's birthday was on the 9th and we let him pick a bunch of activities for the day. Including Wahzooz, McDonald's and the mall.
• Our 12th anniversary was a week later.  We were tired, low on cash and time so we spent a day at home after going out to lunch and buying a fridge from the 50's off of craigs list - cheap.
• Went to two different registration days - one high school, one middle school.
• Have spent some time over at the barn chasing big pigs.  I think Tim has a video on his channel of him running after an escapee. 

I think that's all my scattered brain can remember right now.

Not true - I can remember yesterday.  We took Will and Autumn to Roaring Springs.  Thursdays are half price after 3pm.  It was the last chance before school starts.  I guess everyone else had the same idea.  It was PACKED.  We still had fun.  I must be getting old though. I kept having to push bad thoughts out of my brain.  

Thoughts like: I bet most of the kids in this pool still don't properly wipe their butts. Oh my gawd I'm gonna puke, I just saw a kid with a huge hanger booger wash it into the water.  Oh no, that person's butt is hanging out of their suit. Oh please fix your clothing! Lord help me not die from some horrible sickness caught from the germs here.

Yeah. It must be better to be young and not care what you are swimming in.