Lot's of Energy

Most of you who read this know that I am about 10% work and 90% just plain lazy!  Boy, am I getting a work out with this ball of energy I call my son.  He keeps me going.  As we walked through Walmart tonight, I had to keep reminding him that everything was NOT a monkey bar or jungle gym.  He has more energy than I think I ever had.  But when it is time to stop, he completely shuts down and stops!  He is a hard sleeper and trying to get him up in the morning is almost impossible.  He and Anna Claire are getting along these days remarkably well, which makes me think it is the calm before the storm.  It definitely comes in waves.  We are headed to the beach this weekend with our friends the Lee's and the Thompson's.  We are finally going back to the camper.  I still remember the first time we took Isaac to it.  He was very overwhelmed.  He was totally in his element.  Most of you also know that my version of camping is sitting on the floor at the Hilton!  Not so with him.  He loves the entire experience.  We have a small gas powered fire that he loves to roast weenies and marshmellows over.  But alas!  He is a little like me.  He HATES the sand.  That's my boy!  If there is ever a way to levitate, then and only then will I like going on the beach.  Don't get me wrong, us Ingram men love the beach, it is the whole sand thing that makes us not want to go ON the beach.  

I have to tell you about today's topic of conversation with Isaac.  Today started with Jennifer out of town, so I got up and got ready.  Then got AC and Isaac ready.  Well, AC took care of herself as she mostly does these days.  She is great.  More about her in a minute.  I decided to take the kids to McDonald's for breakfast.  As we are sitting at the table eating, Isaac looks at me and says, "Soldier go to war and get killed?"  Where in the world did this come from????  So, in my honest way, I said, "Well, some soldiers go to war and get killed, but not all of them do."  (So much for intelligent answers!)  So I ask him where that came from and he says he had a dream and a soldier got killed.  This conversation popped up several times from the time I picked the kids up until we were snuggling in bed.  He said he did not want to be a soldier and go to war.  I told him that he could be anything he wanted to be and anything he didn't want to be, he didn't have to.  (my luck, the draft will come back around and make me into a liar!)  This just made me think that I don't ever want to know what life without him is like.  Either of my kids.  I don't want to ever think about what I would do without them.  I know that God is in control, but as a parent, this crosses my mind and I get a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach.  I know folks who have had to go through this tragedy and I think that they have to be the strongest, most incredible people in the world.  OK, enough of this depressing talk.

Anna Claire!  Where do I begin?  She is becoming the smartest, most beautiful girl.  She loves school and I hope that never changes.  She also roots for the underdog.  Which I love about her.  If she thinks that anyone is getting left out, she is all over it!  We joke at home and call her Julie the cruise director!  (for those of you much younger than us, that is a reference from a show called "The Love Boat".  Google it!)  She also loves a good musical.  She makes me play the music from Hairspray on my iPod when we are in the van.  This I also love about her.  Sometimes I feel like I have the perfect family.  No, I don't mean that WE are perfect, just that Isaac is such a boy and Anna Claire is all girl.  I feel very blessed.  I will post pictures from Christmas in a different post.  Enjoy.  God bless.