A nightmare woke me early. It was impossible for me to go back to sleep afterward. I wanted to wake up my boys, but I showed some restraint.
In the dream, my children had become MORONS!!!! They had changed their personalities to try and fit in at.....SCHOOL!! GASP!!!
I'm so glad it was just a dream. My autodidacts are still free to be who they are!!
This isn't a slam on everyone who chooses to attend public instruction. I'm just grateful we have the opportunity to provide an environment for our boys where they feel safe to be themselves, free of judgment. They don't have to worry about being accepted because we love them unconditionally.
I know we've given them a solid foundation of self confidence. Both boys have experienced negative criticism from others, and I was proud of how they handled it. When one son was cyber bullied, he simply "unfriended" the offenders, and told me he wasn't going to let it bother him. My other son received negative remarks regarding his film making and he completely let it roll off his shoulders. He has too much fun creating movies, and he knows the people in his life that matter, that love him, appreciate his creativity.
I believe because we love and respect our boys so much, and because we give them so much freedom, they have become wonderful, generous young men. They are not morons. 
They are funny, intelligent, creative, insightful and caring individuals. They aren't trying to be someone they're not. They inspire me everyday!
It is the end of March, not the beginning correct? We were slammed with an ice and snow storm last night. We thankfully didn't have to work so we stayed home, watching movies, making brownies and playing Scrabble. I also spent a great deal of time with my nose stuck in gardening books, trying not to look outside. I had this really strange dream two women posing as police officers came to my door. I was suspicious and didn't open the door. I told DS10 to hide, and I called 911. A third female officer came to the door, scaring off the other two. I thought it was safe to invite her inside, however once in my living room, she pulled out a pistol and aimed at my head! I tried to grab for the gun, but it went off. The shot hit my neck and I could feel my artery burst open. I could also hear the blood pooling and gushing around. She fled thinking she had killed me. DS10 came out of hiding and was obviously upset. I told him I loved him and to call Dad. I remember applying pressure to my neck and thinking I don't want to die! I can't leave my children! I woke up with a sore throat! And the tonsil that hurts is the one where I was shot!!! LOL!! Think I'm a little stressed when it comes to getting sick? I'm using my conscious thought today to realize its ok to get sick. I'll get better. I've fought off numerous colds and flu this season, I may beat this one as well. Hot tea and Emergen-C are on order and I have plenty of raw veg in the fridgy. I just have to remember to push those brownies away and choose broccoli instead.
