tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4432615092204334311.post8853586019795061745..comments2023-08-10T06:57:45.911-04:00Comments on Questioning my Intelligence: Gratitude Journal #188Susan Raihalahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03018860599601419989noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4432615092204334311.post-81923394704410476642013-05-20T16:03:26.728-04:002013-05-20T16:03:26.728-04:00Oh, thanks for that story, Maria! I am home sick m...Oh, thanks for that story, Maria! I am home sick myself today and am so glad you were there and so kindly shared that with me since Jack can't. <br /><br />I hope Jacob feels better soon!<br /><br />PS My computer crashed and I lost your address. Please shoot me an email at my new address gsraihala at roadrunner dot com. Thanks!Susan Raihalahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03018860599601419989noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4432615092204334311.post-21416955425694162632013-05-20T15:24:43.440-04:002013-05-20T15:24:43.440-04:00I'm grateful for little bodies playing silly g...I'm grateful for little bodies playing silly games at track and field today. I'm grateful for my youngest running into my arms as she saw me approach the track and kiss me(that will end all too soon!).<br /><br />In Abby's field day, the cutest thing happened. Jack was the last one doing the sack race. It wasn't because he was the slowest; rather he was the last person in line in his group and his group was the slowest so that by the time he was in the sack, all the other kids were done. As he was nearing the finish, the kids started chanting, "Let's go Jack" and then they did this hand clap thing in unison and then they'd start over with, "Let's go Jack." It was cute! When he finished, almost all of the boys in his class gave him a high five.<br /><br />I'm grateful that Jacob apologized that I had to pick him up from school because he had a bad headache. I'm sorry he had the headache and he was apologizing to me because he knew I had to leave track and field to pick him up and he felt bad about that. Really, though, it was about 85 degrees and humid so I didn't mind too much leaving the great outdoors... even though I was enjoying watching those little bodies play around the big track at field day. Maria Rineerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16120512159630765006noreply@blogger.com