It's been an interesting week at my house. Drew came home, I took off work and then I had to go back to work and Drew went back to his dad's house (we're back on the routine). We were also gearing up for another year of school....kindergarten take #2! I feel that this is going to be an awesome year for Drew. His teacher asked if he was going to be a leader in her class to help the other kids and he said, "yes!" He's looking forward to helping the others out and having Mrs. D. again. She is wonderful and I'm so thankful that he got her again.
Things were going great and looking up and then reality shows up to bite me in the rear. My little pug, Liberty died on Saturday. Actually, I had to have her put down, but I'm not explaining that to a 6 year old. So, Dan and I told Drew that Liberty died at the vet, and that's the truth, she did. Since Drew was with his daddy, I told him on Sunday that she died. I was dreading that conversation. We cried and we talked about Liberty, but I know that he will come to terms with it and that it's a part of life. Of course, this morning, Drew looked at me and said, "Mom, let's not tell my friends at school about Liberty dieing, I don't want to make them sad." I had to work really hard at not crying at that one. Drew is such a compassionate little soul. I am so honored to be his mommy.
That's it for this one.