On my way to the store today I was hit by a car that ran a red light. Thankfully there were plenty of witnesses since the girl couldn't remember what happened. It wasn't a very bad accident by any means, but the girl was apparently shaken up. I'm ok, the van is drivable, but it will need some body work on the driver and side doors. It was kinda funny, as the car was coming at me, I could see a crash was imminent and I had time to brace myself and pretty much just wait for the bump. Strangely, when things like this happen, I feel like I'm where I'm supposed to be. Well, I guess what I'm trying to say is as long as I'm trying to live the Gospel and pray for protection and guidance, I feel like I am where I'm supposed to be. I guess our car accident backed up traffic enough that it caused another accident as soon as the police showed up. I'm just glad it was minor and the kids were not with me. I'm also glad both times this has happened to me I have not been in our little junker car. It is the best little car that never has any problems, but is just so old, the value would surly not have exceeded the repairs and we wouldn't have been able to get a replacement equal to that for the amount given to replace it. Plus it doesn't have working airbags. Tonight we are watching a moving with the kids and will do a little countdown to 8pm and have some martinellis to celebrate the new year. lol

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Last night for fhe, we talked about how some people are different and even though some people may laugh or make fun, we don't. We sang the If you don't talk like most people do song and I looked up some quick images on google to show since the kids really haven't been exposed to people that are different. I searched kid in a wheelchair, kid with one arm, kid with no legs, people with severe burns; it was going very well, and the kids were very sympathetic and expressed that they would love these people like Jesus did. So, I'm serving up cookies for refreshments and all of the sudden I hear Will say,"bwahahah, he has two heads. I searched kid with 2 heads. hahaha" *major rolling my eyes* He thought it wasn't real and was just looking up ridiculous images. Little did he know, that can actually happen. So we had to go over the whole point of the lesson again.

A great thing I heard on Sunday; I guess said by Pres. Monson a couple years ago: Choose your love and love your choice. One of the truest things I know. I'm tired, so that's all. lol

When Will says prayers, he always will say, "Please bless us to stay a family." I tried correcting him at first and told him that it was supposed to be "We're thankful to be a family.", but he still says it like that years later. Honestly, right now, I think that has been the right prayer all along. :( I love my family, but lately I haven't been able to find an outlet for my stress and on days like today I just want to give up. My kids may drive me crazy, but sometimes they are the only thing holding this family together.

Cheryl and I, along with the kids minus Will, stopped in at Grandma and Grandpa's house the other day. Grandma was gone, so Grandpa said to go shopping (our next destination) and then come back. We came back by and had a nice visit. Grandpa had pulled out a map and some paper written in dutch and was ready to tell us all a very exciting story about smart horses and always going to church. Grandpa sometimes reminds me of an ent from Lord of the Rings. He has great stories to tell, it just takes forever to get to the punch line. Grandpa said Grandma was out shopping with some friends, but after a while, we just had to leave even though Grandma still was not back. After we got back to my house, Grandma called and asked if we had been by. She wasn't sure since Grandpa couldn't remember who came by, just that there were girls and a baby. She then told me that she was at the temple with Joanne. This dementia thing really is sad. I was gonna write more, but I'm really tired now.

I think I must have been in denial about Will all these years. I was truly hoping he would just grow out of his hyperactive behavior, but its become clear to me after watching him in school, church, and talking to his school teacher that he does have ADHD :( I think deep down, I just wasn't ready to put a label on him; and to have a few specific people try to "help" by suggesting treatments for ADHD just made me feel angry-like they thought I couldn't see it...in my own kid. I was always aware, I just hoped I could find a natural way to ease his symptoms. I have tried many different kinds of vitamins hoping they would help him behave and focus more. So far, none have really done anything, but that just means I check it off my list of ones that don't work and move on to the next. It just breaks my heart that he doesn't really have any friends. His teacher said they do a lot of activities that group the kids together, but for the most part he plays by himself. When I ask him who his friends are at school, he says he wants to keep it a secret. A couple weeks ago at church, a boy in his class passed him in the hall and said goodbye. Well, Will got embarrassed I guess and made this angry face and growled at him. We've since talked about that, but I don't know how to really ingrain that stuff in his head - he just acts before thinking sometimes. Sigh... Oh yeah, and his teacher asked me if it was alright if she had a specialist come in and observe Will so she could know how better to teach him. I have no idea what that means. All I can say is I am eternally grateful for Cheryl's kids that make Will have to be social when they come over.