Princess Lionhead's Den

I've been told by my students that I'm about as old as their moms...

2009-04-24T21:28:00.003-07:00

And I've come to terms with that, because a) I am 30 afterall and I have been teaching for awhile. It was bound to happen eventually and b) I realize a lot of their mothers were very YOUNG mothers.

That being said, I didn't realize I would have a STUDENT that was a mom. Well, two instances (that are very different). I have recently come in contact with a former student on myspace. She was one of my students my first year teaching. I taught 6th grade in Virginia. I had one student in particular that I had a good repoire with and I even had her at the house a few times (a total Taboo, I know. But she had a crappy homelife, and I already told you it was my first year) and she looked at me more as a friend than a teacher. Anyways, her and I have been chatting for about a year now, and I know that she is 18 and should have graduated last May (that was weird enough for me), but she struggled a bit and was trying to finish up this year. Well, then about a month ago, I see new pictures posted on her page of a new baby. Her baby!! She had a little girl recently. I mean, I know she's 18, so she's a big girl and all, but that freaked me out a bit. I'm happy for her, it just makes me feel old.

Second story. I had a 7th grader last year that I talked quite a bit with. She was trying to make good decisions and do the right thing. Well, then the beginning of this school rolls around and I hear rumor that she's pregnant. As an 8th grader. It was later confirmed, so I start a dialogue with her and long story short, Grandma wasn't really taking good care of this girl and she hadn't been to the OB yet, even though she was 5 months pregnant already!! Some teachers and the school nurse took her under our wings and made sure she started taking care of herself (I even gave her some of my maternity clothes). She came by and showed me UltraSound pictures to declare it was going to a boy. This is a mixed emotion moment. I am glad she is sharing this part of her life with me and that she feels safe with me, but I did not in any way condone the decisions she had made. Well, she disappeared a few months ago, with rumors flying she had gone to Mexico. I knew if that was true, she wouldn't finish school and that would be it for her. Today in the teacher's lounge, a few teachers were wondering about this girl and trying to guess if she'd had the baby yet. Then, not but an hour later, I'm in my classroom and the Asst. Principal calls and says this girl is visiting and has specifically requested to see me and she has the baby with her. I go down to the office and see her. The baby boy is precious of course (more hair than Grace has now!!), but what a weird feeling. I was happy to hear she was local and planned to return to school in the Fall. I talked to her about the delivery and then had to get back to class. I congratulated her (what else do you say?) and told her to come by any time. I want to be there for her, but I have no training whatsoever in this sort of thing. I know God will give you the words and the heart for what is needed.

It's just further reason I can't teach high school.

Coffee Drinks and Scantrons

2009-04-09T19:17:00.003-07:00

I survived GINORMOUS testing. Well, we have a Field Test on Monday (a trial test--doesn't count), but we made it through this week. And me and the girls (3 of the other female 7th grade teachers) went out for caffeine pretty much everyday this week except today. It was just needed. It's not just the stress of reading the instructions to a T, and it isn't just the worry that the kids won't follow the directions and it isn't even the worry that they won't finish in time or if they'll score like we want, but it's also about the craziness that ensues after testing. After the kids have been restrained to their chairs for 2 hours and expected to actually THINK that whole time, they apparently have some built up energy or stress or whatever it is and they have to let it out!! They are hyper in the halls, in the bathrooms and of course in the classroom. They are at each other's throats and ready to jump off the balcony. There were numerous fights and ASDs written and kids farmed out to other classes.

Phew. Thank you Lord, it is over. Because I've run out of spending money for frappucinos...

On to Week 2

2009-04-05T20:34:00.001-07:00

We had two days of GINORMOUS TESTING last week. We all made it. The kids were stressed a bit and moaned and groaned but they made it. And so did the teachers. Now, we're off to Week 2. Tuesday and Wednesday are Reading and Math Parts 2 and 3. Yippee. At least we have a system now, right? Riiiight...

I survived Day One

2009-04-01T20:10:00.001-07:00

Well, the first day of BIG FAT STANDARDIZED TESTS is over. Apparently there were 6 fights after testing though. Pent up stress? Who knows? But they did the writing portion today and as I glanced around the room, it seemed most of them at least made coherent thoughts. That's something...

We'll see how tomorrow goes!

Take a deep breath...

2009-03-31T21:19:00.001-07:00

BIG HUMUNGO STATE TESTS START TOMORROW!!

I'm as nervous and stressed out as the kids.

Breathe...

Just breathe...

A Time of Firsts

2009-03-29T19:29:00.010-07:00

Okay, let's get it out of the way: I have been bad about writing. There, I said it. Moving on...

To explain the title, you would have to have a crystal ball that could view my past month or so. We've had a lot of Firsts around here. Let's see if I can remember all of them, in order.

This is the FIRST time we've lived a good distance from Ms. Cindy and her family. They lost their home through foreclosure about a month ago, and had to move to a subdivision on the other side of our town. It was bittersweet, as we want the best for them and they are saving money on rent, but we will sure miss having them nearby.

We had our FIRST bad experience getting pictures done at Sears. We've gone there since Mason was a baby, and have found the pictures to be overall cute and worth spending more than we should. But at the beginning of Spring Break (2 weeks ago), we took the kiddos and wanted to get pictures of both of them and some of just Gracie. It started out stressful and continued to be breeding anxiety for all of us. The photographer would snap a picture and Grace would crawl away to eat the camera stand or fuzz or something. She'd snap again and Mason would be picking his nose. Great. So, after waiting to view the proofs, we realized none of them were worthwhile. We walked out of there snapping at each other and feeling bummed. We decided to take a different approach. We went to a nearby park the next day and snapped a billion pictures (okay, more like 200) and made our own collage's.

Mason had his FIRST visit to the dentist. There's a local pediatric dentist office here that is supercool: cartoons, video games, balloons, you name it. Mason had a good time and now has a positive mindset of having people look in his mouth. Wish I had had that!!

Grace sat in the big girl carseat that faces forward for the FIRST time. She is so elated to see her brother and be able to see where she's going instead of where she's been!

Both of the kids had their FIRST visit to a real zoo. Mason went to the local zoo, but that's not much to write home about (would you really write home about a zoo visit?). We went to the big city zoo and Mason got a big kick out of it: mostly because his cousin Morgan went with us, but also because he saw animals that he's only seen in books. (Like a giant eagle that looked like it could pick up a school bus!)

While at the zoo, Grace her FIRST ride on a carousel. She looked hesitant, but seemed to enjoy riding with Grandma.

Lastly, and the most unbelievable for us, was Grace's FIRST birthday. Later on the same day as the zoo, we met friends and family at a park near Nana and Papa's and had a great time. Grace was blessed with loads of gifts (including her FIRST doll) and we were blessed with the love of wonderful people. Of course Grandma made the cake and it was tasty.

Phew! I think that's it. Hopefully this makes up for my absence. I promise this won't be the LAST entry...

Almost. Done. With. 3rd Quarter.

2009-03-12T19:05:00.002-07:00

Will write after tomorrow. Bear with me. I should have a lot to say. If I can remember anything. My brain is turning to mush...

The hardest thing I've ever had to do was be a parent

2009-02-08T06:45:00.002-07:00

My daughter is sick. I hate when my kids are sick. I especially hate it when they're babies and sick. You feel helpless. She's been sniffly and such for about a week, and a few days ago, came down with a nasty sounding cough. I knew it wasn't just a cold. After being up with her most of the night, we decided that this morning we should take her to the Emergency Room. I stayed home with Mason and Hubby went. After some tests and chest x-rays, they think she might have pneumonia. That's hearbreaking. I think they're sending him with antibiotics and I am thankful that God gave me the feeling it was something serious enough to go to the ER. Please have her in your prayers...

My new favorites

2009-01-26T21:43:00.011-07:00

Here are some recent shots from around our house.

There's never a dull moment... Mason and our kitty Charlie, just relaxin'

Mason attempting to give our baby on the move a kiss...

Mason took this picture of Max. I thought it was funny.

Grace and Daddy's feet. Too cute.

Oh man...

2009-01-24T09:01:00.004-07:00

I found this on Facebook, but I just had to share it here, too.

http://cakewrecks.blogspot.com/

Cake Wrecks. Cake misspellings, freaky cakes, and just plain hilarious flubs. Like this one, for example. I'm guessing the person called up and said, "I want a Graduation cake that has 2008 on it. Oh, and I want sprinkles." Ta Da...

Kids...aren't they funny?

2009-01-20T16:13:00.002-07:00

What I said to Grace today: "No, no, Gracie! We don't eat light bulbs!!" (after trying to take apart her big brother's monkey nightlight.)

A conversation I had with Mason on the way home from school today:
"Mason, when we get home, I need you to let Max out."
"Yeah, Max goes outside, but the kitty can't go outside."
"Why do you think the kitty shouldn't go outside?"
"Because she'll get dirty!"
"That's right. And what else might happen?"
"A dinosaur could eat her. Then we'd have to throw toys at it!"

:) Never a dull moment...

Huh?

2009-01-18T21:37:00.008-07:00

**Just as a side note, I really do think that the slogan or motto or whatever for middle school should be something like, "Huh?" or "What?" or "What's going on?" or even "I don't get it." But that's another rant for another day...

Here's the rundown of why my last blog entry was at Christmastime: work and home. That's it. Those are my reasons. Work consumes me from about 7-3. Then home gobbles up the rest. I have an almost 10 month old (on Wednesday!!) daughter that battled furiously with teething for the past month or so (and still only has the bottom two chompers), a now 4 year old that is high energy and needs careful attention at times and a house that constantly needs cleaning. Oh and a Hubby that would appreciate a little facetime every once in awhile. All I can say is, how very glad and blessed I am that I have 3, count 'em 3, students as T.A.s this year that help me tremendously. In fact, there are days that I sit at my desk after school and try to drum up things to do. So, thank God I RARELY bring work home. Usually just essays (and I'm already dreading the Research/Persuasive one that I'm needing to cover this Quarter).

So, I apologize to my avid readers. I have disappointed yet again. But at least I'm consistent, right? You can rely on me to write more often during breaks like Summer, Fall Break and Christmas and not so much the rest of the time. But hey, Spring Break is not too far away, so you have that to look forward to (which brings me back to my comment on the essay assignment. That has to be done and graded before then. Dang it!)

So, I leave with you some pictures of my kiddos being themselves. Enjoy! See you in March!!

P.S. GO CARDS!! :) SUPER BOWL TIME, BABY!!

MerrryHappyChristmasBirthday!!!

2008-12-31T09:49:00.015-07:00

Whew. The Holidays are over. It's my favorite time of year. Until it's over. Let me paint a picture of why:

Christmas Eve, my Hubby's parents came in. We got their plethora of presents unloaded and then got ready for dinner and church.

Isn't she so cute?? (The was my dress, by the way)

Mason was slated to sing and and all that with the other kids during church service. He practiced and practiced. We got there and he did stand on the stage, I'll give him that. But he only clapped for 1/2 of one song and then just stood there the rest of the time, staring blankly and playing with his shirt. Oh well, maybe next year. He still looked cute.

Christmas morning, we woke up and gave the kiddos the presents from us (and Hubby and I exchanged gifts). Mason got a WordWorld building blocks set and some Bob the Builder underwear and Cars coloring stuff and Grace got a inflatable penguin weebly thing (you hit it and never falls over). Then, we got ready for Hubby's family--cooking and setting up. They arrived (sisters and kids), and we ate a ham dinner. Then opened presents. Grace and Mason were of course well taken care of. (but of course Grace was far more interested in the paper and boxes)

The whirlwind subsided by early evening and his parents stayed the night. The next day, we celebrated Mason's 4th birthday!!

(Oh please, Mommy! Can I open my presents now??)

He got Cars toys, the completion of the Veggietales movies (he had 3 left) and an I-Spy Wall-E book (Grace's gift was eating the wrapping paper).

Then, we took him to Peter Piper for lunch, which he of course loved.

We had a mega cupcake...

(he's licking the candle)

(Yum!!!)

..and he enjoyed it!!

The grandparents went home, and we cleaned up for Round Two. The next morning, my parents and aunt and uncle and other aunt came. (my sister and brother-n-law and kids were supposed
to come too, but that's another story). We had yet another ham dinner and opened presents.

Sigh. And that was it. They left that afternoon and Christmas and Mason's birthday were officially over. Yesterday, we took down the Christmas lights, tree, decorations, signs, etc. Like I said, it's my favorite time of year and until I come down from the high. Now, I'm ready for Spring!! What? Winter just started??? Hmmmm...

Santa's coming!!! I know him!!

2008-12-22T14:13:00.003-07:00

It's down to days now. Grace's First Christmas. Mason's 4th Birthday.

Am I ready? Sure...

Merry Christmas, all!!

Disappointment has a flavor, and it's pepperoni and cheese

2008-12-14T20:14:00.003-07:00

You know how when you remember things from your past, they seem a bit glorified, and you wonder if you relived them, if it would feel the same? Like Fraggle Rock for instance. I LOVED that show as a kid. I watched it every week. My favorite character was Red. And recently, we found Fraggle Rock DVD at Target and I was so excited. I couldn't wait to recapture that strand of my childhood. We got it home, I opened it up and put it in, anxious for that nostalgic feeling. And at first, it flooded back. The theme song brought me back to when I was a little girl with waist-length curls and my Cabbage Patch named Brenda. But then the theme song was over and the episode began. And sadly, within 5 minutes or so, the nostalgia seeped out and it was replaced by drastic disappointment. It was boring, to be honest. And of course, incredibly cheesy. Don't get me wrong, cheesy can be awesome and it really did define television from the 80's, but there's a line. And Fraggle Rock crossed it, went down another street and took a detour. I was sad.

This leads me to the title of my blog. We were out and about today, and we happened to be in Kmart (because it has been really difficult to find Mason a winter coat--the toddler ones are often too small and the big boy ones are ginormous!!), and inside is a Little Caesar's (the only one left around here). To give a little background, Rob and I met at a Little Caesar's in 1995, so we both have memories of the scent of garlic and pizza dough. So, we decided to give this one a go. It had been years since we'd eaten there. We ordered Baby Pans and Crazy Bread. I have to admit, I was a tad bit excited. I remembered fondly the Crazy Bread I used to make myself back in the day, dripping with garlicky goodness and warm and oh-so-tasty. But when our order came out, the first frustration was that the Crazy Bread was raw--and I don't mean, "oh, it's a little undercooked", I mean, when you tried to take a bite, it came apart like melted cheese. Sick. So, we took it back. And the pizza was weird. It didn't taste bad, it just looked strange. It was like they had folded dough over and squished into a square. So, after we got our new order of bread and choked down the peculiar pizza, we looked at each other with a bit of remorse. Gone are the fond memories of Little Caesar's. Or at least the chance of renewing those memories.

I guess the moral of this entry is this: some things are better left remembered than relived...

Holy is the Lord--Reading MP3 Tea Leaves

2008-12-10T17:47:00.006-07:00

1.Put your iPod (or media player) on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!
4. Send to friends who may enjoy the quiz as well as the person you got the note from.

IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY? If Tomorrow Never Comes (Garth Brooks)

WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY? This Love This Heart (Phil Collins)

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?Home (Daughtry)

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?Please Don't Go (Boyz II Men)

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE? The Space Between (Dave Matthews Band)

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?I Wish it Would Rain Down (Phil Collins)

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU? Do Nothing Til You Hear From Me (Phil Collins)

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN? Beautiful Mess (Diamond Rio)

WHAT IS 2+2? Can you Feel It? (Jackson 5)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND? The Disease and the Cure (Kutless)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE? What You Are (Dave Matthews Band)

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY? Hearts of the Innocent (Kutless)

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP? Wherever We Go (Newsboys)

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE? Kit Kat Jam (Dave Matthews Band)

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU? Ants Marching (Dave Matthews Band)

WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING? Dreaming While You Sleep (Genesis)

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL? Grey Street (Dave Matthews Band)

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST? Crawling (Linkin Park)

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET? Louisiana Bayou (Dave Matthews Band)

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS? The Rescue (Kutless)

WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN? When Its Love (Van Halen)

HOW WILL YOU DIE? Don't Cry (Seal)

WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET? Guiding Me Home (Kutless)

WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH? Give Me Words to Speak (Aaron Shust)

WHAT MAKES YOU CRY? The Dreaming Tree (Dave Matthews Band)

WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED? I Do Not Belong (Kutless)

WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST? All Alone (Kutless)

DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU? Somewhere Over the Rainbow (Jason Castro)

IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE? Overcoming Me (Kutless)

WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW? Do the Neurotic (Genesis)

WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS? Holy is the Lord (Chris Tomlin)

Am I crazy?

2008-12-03T19:10:00.002-07:00

Wait...don't answer that. Let's just say for argument's sake, that the answer is "yes". Then, this next bit of information shouldn't be surprising...

Today was the schoolwide Spelling Bee. And I helped run it. Not too stressful, but it took up the first half of my day. I took just enough time to explain to the sub that was taking my class what needed to be done, and then I headed to the library around 7:15. Kids came down around 8, and by 8:30, we were beginning the real deal. One of my students came in 5th of 42! That's pretty good! I have to say, the words you're given in a Spelling Bee are purely luck of the draw, because you may get a word you've seen before, and you may get a word like whirligig, that is clearly uncommon. Anyways, the Bee ended around 9:45, and then we had to tear things down and get it looking like a library again. Then I dashed up to my room to talk to the sub and get settled. Then it was lunch at 10:17 (yes, we eat THAT early). Then, my 4th period kids came in. And about 10 minutes after being there, I actually walked them about a half of a mile down the road to the nearest elementary school, where they shared children's books that they had made (inspired by the If You Give a Moose a Muffin type of books), with a 3rd grade class. That actually went pretty well. The kids were a little hesitant to meet the 3rd graders ("What if they cry?" "What if they don't like my book?"), but overall, I think they were pretty proud of themselves. And in fact, the 3rd grade teacher said that this was the first time on particular student of hers had every smiled! That warmed my heart.

I'm taking my Period 1 kids tomorrow (actually pulling them out of their elective class because of scheduling conflicts), and my Period 5 kids Friday. I've taken pictures, and plan to put up a bulletin board somewhere (in my classroom or in the school somewhere else?), to brag about the project.

Toldja I was crazy...

Happy 400 posts, me!!!

2008-11-24T16:51:00.002-07:00

I've blogged on here 400 times, since August 14, 2005. Holy Moly. And you know what's funny? My very first entry "My First Attempt" http://lionheadden.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-first-attempt.html was written when Mason was only 7 months old!! Now, he's turning 4 next month and GRACE is now 8 months old. Things have changed a teensy weensy bit since then...

Who needs toys?

2008-11-10T16:56:00.008-07:00

when you've got...

your Daddy's shoes...

A laundry basket...

Your brother's sunglasses...

And an inventive Daddy that creates a sled out of a diaper box and the dog's leash,

and a SUPER AWESOME big brother who's willing to drag you around the kitchen in your sled!!

A little prayer

2008-11-03T18:56:00.003-07:00

Please God, let this upcoming election go according to Your plan. Let voters see clearly and make good decisions that would most benefit this country and represent our beliefs. I pray that whatever You have planned is recieved positively. We don't know what is coming, but I want to be a witness, no matter what. If Your plan isn't my plan, let me see why. Let the voters do the right thing and get out there and vote!! There are changes in our future and it scares us. I pray that we are clear headed and bite our tongues when our views get heated. There's a lot at stake tomorrow and I just ask that You have Your hand in it. Amen.

P.S. I really don't think it should be Obama, but it's your call. :)

Rawr!

2008-11-01T08:28:00.005-07:00

Halloween was eventful. As with EVERY YEAR, my students kept asking why they had to have school on Halloween, and why isn't it at least a half day? Oh Jeez. At least it landed on a Friday this year. We also had a plethora of activities this week revolving around Character Counts. It kept them busy and distracted from costumes and such, but kept them equally as hyper and distracted. Yesterday, the students dressed up in colors according to the Character Counts pillars (red for caring, etc.) and stood out on the football field and a plane flew over and took an aerial photo. It was really neat. I can't wait to see it.

Later, I dressed up my kiddos for Halloween (Mason was a lion and Grace was a tiger) and we went to the circus-themed Harvest Party at our church. They had a lot of fun and were plenty tired and dirty when it was over.

Now it's time for Thanksgiving...

Grrrrr...

2008-10-21T18:50:00.007-07:00

This little lion cub is 7 months old today!! That's amazing.

This was her coming-home-from-the-hospital picture.

Her feet come to the edge of that carseat. She drinks 6 oz. bottles and sleeps through the night. She makes all kinds of noises (often in a shouting voice) and can sit up for long periods of time.

She doesn't fit in her baby bath anymore and is working on some teeth. She eats baby food and wears 6-9 month old clothes.

And she loves to smile. At everyone. And everything.

We love our Gracie!! And her big brother too...

He'll be 4 in 2 months.

Today's humor

2008-10-13T15:52:00.002-07:00

On the same note as my last entry, here's another picture from the LOLcats site. Enjoy!

I can has cheezburger?

2008-10-10T10:14:00.008-07:00

Yes, you read that right: "I can has cheezburger?" I'd like to say that this was leading into a hilarious anecdote regarding a student flubbing up in Language Arts class, but alas, it is not. But is something just as funny, if not funnier.

My Hubby has discovered this sight called LOL Cats, and the website is http://icanhascheezburger.com/ OMG, you must go look at it. Right now!! Don't keep reading this! Go!! It is so random it's funny. If you're still reading this instead of taking my suggestion (then shame on you!!), then let me give you the gist: it's a website dedicated to funny pictures of cats, and people can add captions to the pictures. That in itself is funny. But the people who add the captions is another entity that is inexplicable. They have poor grammar and their spelling is more than atrocious. It makes my 7th graders look like geniuses!! Here's a peek at what's inside this alternative universe:

AHAHAHAHA!!! And another one...

How did they get our cat Charlie's expression so spot on?? And lastly...

Oh man. Even if you dislike cats (or even go as far as despise them), you still gotta get a kick out of these. If you have yet to visit the site, I bet you're at least a tad bit intrigued, huh? Go ahead, it'll make your day.

My job is done here. :)

Is there something wrong with this picture?

2008-10-08T09:24:00.004-07:00

Okay, I love Christmas as much as the next guy (well, maybe even more than the next guy, depending on who the next guy is. Maybe the next guy is the Grinch!! But I digress...), in fact it's my favorite Holiday. And by Thanksgiving, I'm ready to yank down (or kindly ask Hubby to yank down) the bins of Christmas decor and splash the house with lights and red and green everything!! But the key phrase there was by Thanksgiving. October just started, right?

Well, apparently, October (and in some places SEPTEMBER!!) is the time to put out Holiday stuff. Here's the funny part. I walk into Target yesterday and I see a strange sight (or at least it seems strange to me): in the same aisle, they have spooky Halloween and fall stuff ACROSS from Christmas and winter stuff. In the same aisle, people!!

I know it's hard to see in the pictures, but believe me, it's true. Halloween costumes and trick-or-treat buckets on the right, Christmas cards and lights on the left. Can we at least get through Halloween before selling Christmas stuff? Apparently not.

And this is the sign that proves it:

Only 79 days, people!! Better get to shopping!!

Loungin'

2008-10-06T11:45:00.002-07:00

I use the term loungin loosely, as there isn't room for complete laziness when you have two kids, but I alas, I am on Fall Break. That's nice. It's weird to be home on a weekday. I feel like things are happening out there, and I'm missing it!! Anyways, the break has started off nicely. Yesterday, we went to a wedding and took the kids. And they did pretty well. There was a Daddy/Daughter Dance and my Hubby danced with his little Gracie and then later there was a Mommy/Son Dance and Mason and I cut a rug (well, really, he just stood on my shoes and wiggled around). Today, I've done some cleaning and Mason is currently watching "Emperor's New Groove". Tonight, I'm meeting a friend for dinner. Tomorrow is Me Time. I'm dropping Mason off at school and taking Grace to Ms. Allison's. I don't know what I'm doing for the first few hours (probably Target and the post office), but later in the day I'm meeting a work friend at the movies.

No plans for the second half of the week. I assume it will fill up with household duties and perhaps a visit with a friend or two.

It's just nice to make my own plans. But it feels weird...

LOL

2008-10-04T16:34:00.003-07:00

Okay, read the blog entry before this one first. Go read it. I'll wait...Doo dee doo...La la la...Done? Okay, now read the comment for that entry...

It just proves that there are websites out there that just look for key words in blogs to respond to. Because obviously it wasn't a person that read the blog and said, "Hmmm...it sounds like this blogger needs advice on where to find alcohol-free hand sanitizer!! I shall share my knowledge!" I was being funny in my blog. The kid I was referring to is a bit on the OCD side. He has also asked me if he could DIE from the germs on the railing of the stairwell. Die! I had to tell him to take a deep breath and that yes, he probably shouldn't necessarily lick the railing, but he probably won't die from the germs.

But hey, now I know where to get alcohol-free hand sanitizer for future reference!! Maybe I should pass this information on to my OCD student!! :)

Kids

2008-10-03T21:50:00.003-07:00

I am surrounded by them all day. 24 hours a day. Granted, they range in ages depending on if I'm at home or at work (including some teachers that act like children!!), but either way, I'm around kids all the time. Which isn't too bad most of the time, but I feel like at least 90% of my day is spent repeating myself, trying to be patient, listening to whining, problem solving, disciplining, entertaining and laughing at ridiculous things. I am never bored. Never ever. That's good, right?

A few things to leave you with:

Something a 7th grader said not too long ago: "I just used hand sanitizer on my hands and then itched my nose, but then I read the warning on the sanitizer bottle and it said not to inhale, so am I gonna get high now?"

And something my 3 (almost 4!) year old sang the other day: (while playing with his Toy Story Woody figurine) "Old Macdonald had a Woody..."

Blue and Gold, baby!!

2008-09-20T10:50:00.011-07:00

I live in what I would consider to be a fairly small town. And the town I graduated high school in is the neighboring small town. And if you have ever lived in, visited, seen or even heard of a small town, than you know what football means to them. And when you have two small towns that are practically touching, they are rivals in high school sports. And when it comes to football? It's on, baby!! Well, anyways, since I live in this particular town, I find myself supporting all of their sports (at least mentally, since I can't really physically be there) all year long. But on The Big Game of the Year, when they play against my alma mater, I can't help but root for my Badgers. So, I wear blue and gold to school. I did it last year, and just about regretted it. Word got around that a few of us teachers are graduates of said neighboring town and our cars magically got decorated with phrases supporting the local team. But I couldn't help myself again this year. I gotta be faithful (besides, my graduating school has been known to have a pretty kick-butt football team!!). Surprisingly, not a lot of students even noticed that I was wearing blue and gold yesterday. A few teachers commented on my bravery and that if I actually taught at the high school and showed up to work wearing those colors, I'd probably get tied up and stuffed in trash can! I'm sure my bravery would be nonexistent if I was actually employed at the high school. So to no avail, I didn't really rile anyone up with my rival colors.

We didn't go to The Big Game of the Year last night, because Hubby and I had a date night planned and we saw 'The Dark Knight" (very dark and bittersweet, I think), but I was there in spirit, cheering on my Badgers.

And guess what? They won! Again! In fact, they pretty much win every year against the other school (ahem, aside from last year. But we can give them 1 win in 10 years!!). 35-21. Hey, at least it wasn't a slaughter. Wasn't that nice of us? :)

Go Badgers !!

Perspective

2008-09-05T16:00:00.003-07:00

Man oh man, has it been a very taxing week. I'm not getting into all of the details, as it might stress me out just retelling it, but let's just say I have had to mother one of my fellow 7th grade teachers and it's worn me thin. I guess I have to just (as the Vice Principal has said) "let him fall on his face". And today was Fantastic Friday, which was a crazy thing in itself.

But the beautiful thing about this week, was meeting baby Jillian. We went over to Ms. Cindy's house last night and I got to hold the baby. She's so tiny and so sweet. Here she is, with our little Grace. Boy, does our little girl look big in comparison!! I guess that's to be expected, since they're 5 months apart!!

So, all worked out in the end. And now it's Friday. That makes me happy.

P.S.

2008-09-02T21:25:00.002-07:00

Baby Jillian is doing well. Ms. Cindy was discharged Sunday, but has stayed down near the hospital, so she could nurse and keep an eye on her. The baby is off breathing support (but will be using oxygen at times at home for awhile), is maintaining her own body heat and is eating well. A week stay in the hospital is not too bad for a baby that was 4 weeks early. What a blessing...

Yawn.

2008-09-02T21:18:00.002-07:00

I'm tired. The days whizz past me faster than a blur (or even faster than I can say, "blur"!"), so I haven't written much. Sorry. I have a lot to say it seems, but my energy level dips below zero and now I am ready for bed. I will tell you that things are okey dokey around here. Mason's enjoying Preschool (he tells me ALL ABOUT IT after I pick him up everyday--he has a few friends and they like to scare each other, he likes to paint and sing songs, and sometimes other kids have to go to Time Out), Gracie still spits up, but is getting easier to care for. We go in for her 6 month appt. on the 15th, so we'll see if she's jumped up on the percentiles yet. Work is keeping me the most exhausted. Being a Team Leader is busy busy and I thank the Lord everyday that I have two students that are T.A.'s for me!! They do a lot of the grunt work and crap I just don't have time for! Other than that, I am whooped and need my beauty sleep.

Goodnight for now.

Baby love, my baby love...

2008-08-27T20:00:00.006-07:00

Our dear friend Ms. Cindy had her baby this afternoon. (Forgotten about Ms. Cindy? See The many adventures of a chocolate goat, the closing gap and a pregnant babysitter http://lionheadden.blogspot.com/2008/01/many-adventures-of-chocolate-goat.html ) Long story short, she was 4 weeks early and was born via C-Section, partly because of the baby's enlarged heart. Her name is Jillian Marie and she was 6 lbs 4 oz. She's on a breathing machine, but I think she's hanging in there pretty well.

Top 10 Reasons My 30th Birthday ROCKED!!!

2008-08-24T21:16:00.014-07:00

Whew. What a birthday!! It was amazing. Let me preface with saying that my Hubby is the greatest. And I don't deserve him. On to the list...

10. My students were super sweet on Friday. They made me cards, some brought me presents and they sang to me. A lot.

9. Mrs. Social Studies left 30 balloons in my classroom. And bought me lunch that day. Nice. The balloons don't look so pretty now, but they did, trust me.

8. Mr. Science gave me a bag of chocolate, and sent his entire ACE (Homeroom) class in with construction paper birthday cards. Some of the kids didn't even know me! He is awesome!

7. My Hubby threw me and his twin sisters (their birthday is today) a surprise party. Well, I knew there was a party, but I didn't know my parents and one of my BFFs and her girls would be there. Check out the cake. Yeah, even though his sisters are 8 years older than me, guess who had the "Over the Hill" candle? Mmm hmm.

6. I have discovered a new favorite coffee drink which I bought for myself Friday morning: a Strawberries and Cream Frappucino from a local place. Coffee? Yum! Strawberries? Really yum!! Happy Birthday to me!

5. My Hubby surprised me after the party with a super fantastic fancy shmancy resort for the night. It was goregeous. Here are many pictures of the beautiful place:

4. My Hubby (seeing a pattern here??) arranged for me to get my hair colored, cut and styled at an actual SALON on Friday evening. That was fun. They brought me wine and cookies! No snack at Fantastic Sams or Cost Cutters!!

3. Hubby is on the list again for getting me a MASSAGE this morning, before we left the resort. It was super relaxing. I felt a bit slick from the oils after the fact, but it was worth it.

2. This one is a biggie: MY HUBBY TOOK ME TO SEE THE DAVE MATTHEWS BAND LAST NIGHT!! (A bit ironic that my last entry was regarding Leroi and I didn't even know I was going) He had actually joined their fan club months ago, hoping to get awesomely close seats, but there was a glitch with our credit card (a incorrect charge) and he couldn't get the tickets that way. So, we didn't have as nice of seats as he had anticipated, but it was still amazing. And they performed for 3 hours!! I was blown away. Sorry the pictures is unidentifiable. I took it with my phone and it was dark outside but really bright onstage. (but not as bright as it looks--that's not the actual sun on the stage, just to clear up any confusion!!)

And the Number 1 reason my 30th birthday rocked, is....

1. MY HUBBY STARTED PLANNING ALL OF HIS SURPRISES TWO YEARS AGO!!

That's right ladies and gentlemen!! He started putting away $8 a paycheck (not too much, so I wouldn't notice) for 2 years, made a ton of phone calls and searches on websites to get it right. Is that incredible or what?

My question is: What did I do to deserve him? Only God knows...

This is sad

2008-08-19T21:33:00.002-07:00

One of my hubby and I's favorite bands of all time is the Dave Matthews Band. I subscribe to their myspace, and this was posted today:

LeRoi Moore 1961-2008
We are deeply saddened that LeRoi Moore, saxophonist and founding member of Dave Matthews Band, died unexpectedly Tuesday afternoon, August 19, 2008, at Hollywood Presbyterian Medical Center in Los Angeles from sudden complications stemming from his June ATV accident on his farm near Charlottesville, Virginia. LeRoi had recently returned to his Los Angeles home to begin an intensive physical rehabilitation program.

We will be praying for his family and the entire band.

It's party time, excellent...

2008-08-17T16:04:00.002-07:00

Okay, for a brief moment in time, I had a fallish (I know it's not a word!!) background, because I'm already tired of summer, but I changed my mind. I decided to go with a more festive and fitting background--PARTY!! My big 30th is on Friday. Yep, I'll no longer be in my 20's. Yowza. It's good, but a little freaky too. Anyways, hope you enjoy the colorful and partyish (also not a word) look of things around here. Feel free to comment on your comments...Errr, wait...Whatever. PARTY!!!!

Hum De Dum...

2008-08-16T16:59:00.007-07:00

I feel like I should write. It's been since Tuesday. Sorry about that. I feel like the major roles in my life of being a teacher and a mom have consumed me lately. I know as time rolls on, I'll figure out a way to balance it all out and still have time for you. Right? I hope so. Recently, I have taken a virtual trip back in time and scanned through some of my older blogs, including the very first one entitled, "My First Attempt". Check it out if you're a newbie, and gasp at all the time that has passed if you're a Lionhead Blog veteran. http://lionheadden.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-first-attempt.html Anyhow, it got me thinking and feeling a little sad, because I feel like my blogs have lacked luster for some time now, and I have missing gaps of creativity in my entries. For this I apologize. I'm sure a majority of my recent entries are read out of obligation--you've been a committed reader and/or you don't want to hurt my feelings by not reading it. If that's the case, then I feel like I have wasted your time. Well, maybe not completely. I should give myself a little credit. Sometimes my blogs have been sprinkled with a little humor or interesting anecdotes. I just wish it was more of a downpour, rather than a sprinkle. I used to write good stuff. I have friends out there that are reading this right now, and are thinking, "yeah, I remember Lionhead writing some good stuff!!" What happened, you ask? I don't know. Maybe in my aging process (I'll be the big 3-0 in 6 days, people!!), I have lost touch with my witty, creative blogger side. Or maybe I'm lazy. Or don't have time anymore with two kids. Or maybe--wait, I don't have any other guesses. What I'm trying to say is that I pray for creativity. I know that may sounds trite or silly, but I miss always having the right words, and words that came out funny and entertaining. I not only miss that in myself, but I miss being able to share that with you.

So, here it goes: Dear Lord, can I please find my creative side again? Pretty please? I would like to share the gift of witty words with the world (whoa, that was an illiteration...). Amen.

Still alive

2008-08-12T21:50:00.002-07:00

Yes, I'm still okay. Yes, I'm tired. Yes, I'm busy. And yes, that's the extent of this blog for today. More this weekend. If I feel like it.

P.S. 9 days until my birthday, people!! :)

Now that I've finally got a minute...

2008-08-09T16:59:00.002-07:00

I wanted to take a moment and share how my first week of school went. I survived. And it wasn't too bad, all things considered. And when I say "all things", I mean that we didn't have (and still don't have) a counselor (she's supposedly coming to us from out of state), our assistant principal was moved to the high school thus they gave us back our formal assistant principal from two years ago (she was also my sub at the end of the year), we are trying out a new block schedule this year and we have about a half dozen new teachers this year. I remember laughing to myself two Fridays ago, thinking, "wow, this is going to be an interesting school year". And it turned out not half bad.

I still have the same block setup as last year, but it's considered only one period this year instead of two. And I have a class at the end of my day called ACE, which is kind of like a homeroom/study skills/prep for the big state tests. So, I have three blocks like before, and a 30 minute ACE, with some of the same kids from my Language Arts classes. My three blocks have an average of 29 which isn't too bad, and there's a whopping 18 in my ACE. A small class is nice, but out of the 18, 15 are boys!! 15!! It makes for a quaint but talkative group. I swear sometimes boys are more talkative than girls!!

I have an interesting group this year. In my last Language Arts block, I have 6 siblings of kids I've had in the past, including Hockey Boy's brother (maybe I'll get free hockey tickets again this year??), Charming Boy's sister (Charming Boy was one of my 8th graders from 2 years ago), among others. So that was kinda funny. But I have started to realize that the Curse of the Last Class of the Day seems to still ring true. They are my squirelliest and hardest to get calm. Detentions may be issued very shortly. Sad but inevitable.

Well, Gracie is waking, but I did want to leave with dumb things we've already heard in our classrooms this year:

(In Science class) "Why do we even eat food if we're just gonna poop it out?"

(In Social Studies) "I just realized that we live in North America!" AND "Is Peru in China?"

So. Very. Tired.

2008-08-07T16:53:00.003-07:00

I want to tell you all about my first week back to school, I really do. But I am still adjusting to switching gears from mommy to teacher to mommy everyday. I am glad to be back to work. Just give me some time to settle in.

P.S. My 30th birthday is two weeks from tomorrow!!! Still time to shop! :)

Survivor: Inservices DAY TWO

2008-07-31T22:50:00.002-07:00

Today was long but productive and fun. I puttered around my classroom a bit, sat through meetings and Inservices that were somewhat informative, but mostly social. I went to lunch with my 7th grade team and it was nice to take a breath and get off campus (especially because our air conditioner isn't working properly!!). I am mostly done in my room, but I have a few things I want to organize a bit more so it looks all pretty. Plus, I haven't even begun to make copies for next week. Let's hope that gets done tomorrow...

Goodnight.

Survivor: Inservices

2008-07-30T19:40:00.005-07:00

Today was my first real day back to work. I survived. It was a little surreal being back in the building with all of the staff and such. It felt good to be around the familiar faces and to introduce myself to the newbies. We had some laughs, complained about funds and made some plans for this school year. I hope to have more time tomorrow to get a lot of odds and ends finished up in my room. We'll see.

My hubby and I and the kids went to Chili's tonight, and as soon as we walked in the door, I was spotted by Hormone Boy (have you forgotten such a memorable student? Oh well, this would be a good time to take a trip down memory lane. See Not Your Average Teenage Angst http://lionheadden.blogspot.com/2007/01/not-your-average-teenage-angst.html It's worth reading again. I know I just did.) Anywho, he was wearing a nice "wifebeater" shirt and holding the hand of a pretty skanky looking girl (was that mean?) and he said hi to me first. Funny, because I thought he absolutely despised me (case in point. Hormone Boy's at it again http://lionheadden.blogspot.com/2007/01/hormone-boys-at-it-again.html ), but apparently not, because he has gone out of his way to talk to me every time I've seen him since 2 school years ago (which must have been at least 4 or 5 times). I guess you never know which ones will have a fond memory of you...

I wonder what tomorrow brings...

Meow

2008-07-28T09:15:00.003-07:00

Things are a little better since my last entry. As far as our littlest "kitty" Gracie, we are trying soy formula and are now playing the Waiting Game to see if it helps.

I'm trying to make the most of today and tomorrow, as I officially return to work on Wednesday. I am ready to go back, that is for sure, but I also treasure time with my little ones at home. I'm torn, really. I wish I could have both: work a little and be home a little. But that's not in the cards for me. And I know we'll all make the best of it.

Oh, and a little snippet before I go: the other day Mason and I were talking about his Preschool and he asked if Elmo and Zoey (from Sesame Street, for the uninformed) could come to his school. I said, "Maybe they could, who knows?" to which he said, "Yeah, maybe. But not Cookie Monster. He'd eat my school!" Just thought that was funny...

It has been a challenging few days...

2008-07-25T12:03:00.002-07:00

I am exhausted. Physically and emotionally. Mentally. Metaphysically? Metaphorically? Hypothetically? And any other way you can be. Let's see if I can rememeber why...

Well, first of all, we thought we were making headway with Gracie's colic, but I swear it has returned. She's spitting up and spewing like Old Faithful once again and she seems really uncomfortable. We also think she MAY BE teething. Last night, she was wailing uncontrollably, and biting down on her fingers. We're not sure. But we do know that it is grating on our nerves and we feel bad for her.

Tuesday, I had a scheduled teeth cleaning and exam at a dentist's office. It has been years. And years. I think some time before Hubby got out of the Army, I went. Who knows when that was. 5 years ago? I'm not sure. Anyways. I had an appointment for 2 and they told me to be there 20 minutes early to do paperwork. So I get there at 1:40 and have the paperwork filled out lickety split. And then I sit. And sit some more. I was finally seen at 2:20. They took me back and did 16 X-RAYS (Apparently that's standard for them). Then I sat. And sat some more. The dentist finally came and poked around in my mouth a bit with his ice pick, spouting out numbers and abbreviations to his assistant. That always makes me nervous. Then he went behind my chair and started typing stuff. Also made me nervous. Then he disappeared. Then I waited. It was after 3 by this time. Then he came back and said that I need 5 fillings!! I guess the existing ones I have need repairs. Then he left again. Finally, at 3:40, when he came back in the room for the billionth time, I asked how much longer and he said that they were about to get started on the cleaning and it would be another half hour!! That's after I have been there since 1:40!! I then told them that I had other things to do and that I'd have to reschedule. I get to the front and they give me the quote for the fillings before insurance and it was almost $800!! Yeah, no thanks. I was steaming. After complaining to the receptionist, she told me that usually the hygenist does the cleaning, but they scheduled me with the dentist, and he had 4 other patients he was seeing at the same time! That's why he kept leaving the room so much!! Gee, thanks. So needless to say, we are now in search of another dentist that won't leave me in limbo for 2 hours!!

Wednesday, I woke up and got the kids ready to go to Preschool and the babysitter so I could go work in my room. Then I discover my keys are missing. And Hubby's already at work. I realize that my keys are at Ms. Allergy's house ( a work friend that has serious food allergies) because we visited them the night before. It's only 7 in the morning and I'm afraid they won't even be awake yet. Thank God they were awake and they live just a few blocks away, so her hubby drove them over to me. I got the kids loaded and took them to their respective places. I got to my room and decided I would put material up on my bulletin boards this year, because I'm tired of butcher paper. So I ran to Walmart and got what I needed. Let's just say I'm thankful the lady in the craft section gave me a little extra, because when I got it back to my room and cut it, I screwed up big time. First of all, I should never be trusted to measure and cut anything. Secondly, I couldn't get the material to stay on one side of the board while I stapled, the air was also off in the building so I was sweating like a warthog (I imagine they sweat a lot!) and my hands were moist. I ended up having to use pieces together to make one board and one small board didn't get any material at all. I just wanted to throw something. And because of that big production, I have to go back to my room tomorrow and get the rest of my to-do list finished so I am not worrying about it next week during Inservices and such.

Sigh. I guess that was it. I'm just tired and drained. So, you're welcome for such a lengthy blog!! I hope you appreciate what I do for you!! :)

I'm a big kid now!!

2008-07-21T12:37:00.004-07:00

Today was Mason's first day of Preschool. He was so excited last night, he didn't fall asleep until well after 9, even though we put him to bed at 8! He didn't have a problem saying goodbye to me when I dropped him off, especially because we were in time for waffles and applesauce for breakfast!! When I picked him at noon, he told me that they played outside (and he went on 4 SLIDES!!), ate cookies and orange juice for snack and they sang their ABC's. I couldn't help but to smile. I'm so happy that he had such fun. It will make dropping him off there everyday a lot easier...

I also took Grace to her 4 month appointment today. She measured 23.5 inches in length, which was good (that's almost 5 inches since birth!!), but only 10.12 pounds. That's in the 5th percentile. The doc said she wasn't real worried, but we needed to watch her intake and make sure she's getting enough. She seemed to be getting chunkier and heavier..

My babies are growing up so fast. Grace turned 4 months old today, and today was Mason's first day of Preschool. I'm in a happy place, don't get me wrong. I just can't believe school will be in session this time in 2 weeks.

It's down to the wire

2008-07-15T13:09:00.003-07:00

Next Monday, Mason starts Preschool. It'll only be for a few hours, but still. He's starting Preschool! I need to go into my classroom for a little bit, so Grace is going to her new sitter Allison's house and Mason will be going to Preschool. He'll go two days next week: Monday and Wednesday (all day!!). He's excited and really, so am I. I'm so happy for him that he'll be making new friends and having new experiences and getting to do lots of fun stuff!! I just can't believe how fast he's grown. When I started this blog, he was 8 months old. Now, he's 3 and a half!! Grace will be 4 months old on Monday! And I know she's going to be in great hands with Allison. She has a 2 year old son of her own and she's a loving, caring, Christian woman. I feel completely comfortable leaving Grace with her. It's just caught up with me a bit that I'm going back to work.

But I do look forward to all of the comical events that will occur in my life, as I am thrusted back into the world of Hormone Central (a.k.a. middle school). Prepare for some mind blowing stories coming soon!!

Until then, I am wrapping my mind around everything that's going on in the near future, with a teary smile...

Playing is hard work

2008-07-07T07:58:00.004-07:00

We have learned that if tired enough, Gracie will sleep anywhere. She has slept on the changing table, on the floor, in her carseat, in your arms, in her swing, in her bed (of course) and in her Jumperroo (see above). It was so cute, but a little sad too. Poor thing played so hard that she passed out...

Yesterday, Mason got out some modeling clay and played around with it a bit. But quickly, the activity turned into Mason telling Mommy what animal to make, and then Mommy attempting to make it. Note: I am a LANGUAGE ARTS teacher, not an ART teacher. So, give me a break. :) From left to right, the clay animals shown, are: a fish, dog, cat, bunny, turtle, snake and snail.

I'm gonna wipe my bottom at Preschool!!!

2008-07-01T22:06:00.004-07:00

Yesterday was a great time. I took my big man Mason out for some Mommy Time. We went to Old Navy and got him a few new outfits (crazy clearance prices!!) for going to school, then to Target for a napping-at-school blanket (he picked Wall-E), then to Peter Piper Pizza for some lunch and games. He had a blast. I got $5 in tokens and he ran around playing practically every game. He found one of those games where you aim the token for the spinning wheel there are different values on holes that you aim for. He shoved in the token willy nilly and BAM! he hit the 50 ticket spot!! Score!! He was so proud to pull out the mile of tickets and show them to me!

At the end, he had 134 tickets and he eagerly took them to the prize counter. For the $5, he got a cheapy plastic Army truck, one army man and a bouncy ball (which probably would have cost less than a dollar total in a toystore), but it was worth it. He found pure delight in the game playing and showing me his skills on ski ball so much so that I followed him around with a similar feeling.

And of course we talked about him going to Preschool. He's pretty much psyched now. We have the First Day of School outfit laying on his dresser and he has asked when he gets to go. And we've been working on him wiping his own bottom (a huge feat for a 3 year old, as it easier for Mommy and Daddy to help, than Mommy finding tracks in the Underroos!), and he came out of the bathroom with his chest all puffed out and he said, "I'm gonna wipe my bottom at Preschool!"

I was a proud Mommy...

My happy little family

2008-06-29T21:26:00.003-07:00

Even though I feel stir crazy at times, and even though I so want to get out of the house and interact with other adults at times, and even though I am honestly looking forward to returning to work (in 1 month!!), I still look at my kids and know how much I miss them when I'm not around them. And it amazes me how much they are changing and growing everyday.

Tomorrow, I'm taking Mason out for some special Mommy Time at Peter Piper Pizza, and also to get a First Day of Preschool outfit. I'll be sure to blog afterwards to let you know how that goes.

Isn't family such a blessing?

Maybe this is true...

2008-06-26T20:14:00.002-07:00

I took a survey, via a fellow Blogger's page, and this is what my results said:

You Are An ESFJ

The Caregiver

You are sympathetic and caring, putting friends and family first.
A creature of habit, you prefer routines and have trouble with change.
You love being in groups - whether you're helping people or working on a project.
You are good at listening, laughing, and bringing out the best in people.

In love, you value harmony and mutual understanding.
You will apologize or give someone the benefit of the doubt, if it means getting over a fight sooner.

At work, you are good at building relationships and connecting with people.
You would make a great nurse, social worker, or teacher.

How you see yourself: Organized, dependable, co-operative

When other people don't get you, they see you as: Opinionated, critical, and know-it-all

What's" Your Personality Type?

A little daytrip down Memory Lane...

2008-06-22T19:00:00.002-07:00

Yesterday, we were at Costco and had a surreal moment: we ran into the lady that introduced my hubby and I, 13 years ago, when we worked at Little Caesar's. She was the one who convinced me to ask him to my senior prom!! The last time we saw her, Hubby and I were just dating and had visited her. That had to be 9 or 10 years ago. So, now we've been married for almost 8 years and have two kids!! It was a crazy moment. Funny thing is, she looked the same. I'm pretty sure Hubby and I didn't. Especially since I was 17 and Hubby was 19 when she met us...

New layout

2008-06-20T08:42:00.001-07:00

Yes I know. I changed my layout. Again. And maybe you're tired of coming here and seeing a new background every 2 days. Oh well. I am enjoying trying something new. And this one is easier to read. And it's pretty. So there.

Super Happy Funtime

2008-06-20T08:23:00.010-07:00

Summer is in full swing. In fact, today at 4:59 p.m. is the official start of summer. Which is weird, since it has felt like summer here for awhile now: I've been off of work for 3 months, and the weather's been toasty warm for a month or so.

Even though I am getting a bit stir crazy and feeling ready to return to work, I have been enjoying my days lately. Like I mentioned in my last blog, we've had a few kiddos visiting lately. Well, since then, I've had some sort of social interaction every day this week. Monday, I spent all morning at Ms. Cindy's house. Tuesday was Bible Study. Wednesday, my friend came over with her two girls. Yesterday, I was over at Ms. Cindy's house again, helping her friend organize Ms. Cindy's baby shower. Today, a work friend is coming over and we're venturing out to the mall. Tomorrow, we might be having some friends over for dinner. Sunday is church and probably Del Taco. I don't know about Monday, but Tuesday will be interesting. I have offered to watch Ms. Cindy's 3 youngest, while she and her her hubby and two oldest kids go for a doctor's appointment. All day. I will be in charge of 5 children under the age of 8 all day. Should be a memorable moment in time.

And that's it. My days have been filled with baby duties, entertaining a 3 year old, and attempting to be social with other human beings. It's working out pretty well so far.

Happy Summer!!

Wowee

2008-06-13T20:08:00.018-07:00

The past day and a half or so have been crazy but a lot of fun. Especially for Mason. Yesterday afternoon, my dear friend came up with her two girls for a visit and to meet Gracie. The kids had a blast. They played outside (a lot), colored pictures, watched movies, we all went for a walk, and today, we went to the courthouse area and had a picnic lunch. It was really great for me to spend some quality time with my friend whom I rarely see anymore because of distance and just life in general, and it was fun to watch our kids play together.

We parted ways at the courthouse around 1:45, and by 4, we had another visitor. Ms. Cindy's son came for a sleepover. He's 7 (almost 8!) and Mason and he are the best of friends. So, they immediately ran outside and started digging in the sand, swinging on the swings and pulling around the wagon. Later, they watched "Chicken Little".

I've enjoyed the company and being the hostess, but I really found joy in watching Mason with these children. It just warms the heart to see your child making memories with friends and loving that they are sharing their world with others.

But I do need a nap...

Everybody was King Fu fighting!!

2008-06-08T19:43:00.003-07:00

We braved the theater with our 2 month old. Crazy and maybe stupid, I know. But actually, she did okay. We hadn't planned on going to the movies today, but Hubby and I were bored from the moment we woke up this morning. And we slept in and missed church. That's the main activity on Sundays. So, we packed up the kids and headed to see "Kung Fu Panda". There were a few parts that were a little scary for a 3 year old (the bad tiger Tai Lung is pretty frightening at times), but overall, a sweet message. It inspires you to be who you want to be, not what people expect you to be, and also to find inner strength to do things you think you can't do.

If I was reviewing the movie (which I haven't found a place that will pay me yet!!), I'd give it a 4.5 out of 5 stars. Or pandas. Or whatever.

Okay, this is too good...

2008-06-07T09:40:00.005-07:00

This is not my story, but I had to share it, being the Grammar nut that I am. You'll see why...

So, a friend of mine went to a Fairwell Party for a friend of hers and the cake ordered is classic. I guess the person that ordered the cake said to the Walmart employee, "I would like the cake to say Best Wishes Suzanne and underneath that, We Will Miss You."

And this was the result:

Oh man, that just pains me. And makes me laugh. And just further proves my theory that common sense is slowly losing popularity...

Got milk?

2008-06-04T09:54:00.003-07:00

First off, Gracie's sleeping in streak is over. She got up at 4:45 two nights ago, and 5:15 this morning. I don't count that as sleeping through the night. It needs to be at least 6 to count in my book.

Secondly, we've decided not to give Grace breastmilk anymore. Long story short, we've been mixing 4 different types of formula and we just re-introduced a little breastmilk to it, and it made her spitting up problem worse. She was gagging and spitting up 4 or 5 times per feeding. And some of it looked like mashed potatoes! Nice, huh? So, we've decided to give her formula only. And we're gonna donate the stored breastmilk we still have in the freezer. There's this organization called the International Breastmilk Project that gives donated breastmilk to sick children here in the United States, but also to babies in Africa whose mothers can't breastfeed because they carry HIV/AIDS. Check out their website: http://www.breastmilkproject.org/ And I was gonna just throw the milk away!!

So maybe Grace can't use it, but others can. I guess I was meant to put in all the time and effort of pumping all that time to bless other babies.

God works in mysterious ways, doesn't he?

We're on a roll!!

2008-06-02T08:20:00.003-07:00

Well, since my last blog entry, Gracie has slept through the night 3 nights in a row!! Thank you, Lord!! Maybe this outfit will be a lie from now on. We'll see...

It ain't easy being green

2008-05-31T22:29:00.003-07:00

Time for a change. Again. You can always tell when I'm home more, when the blog changes a lot, huh? Oh well. Change is good.

You know what change I would like and pray for every night? Gracie to sleep through the night. She makes it to 5 or 6 on occasions, but not consistently. All would be well, if our little princess would decide that she could be content with staying snuggled up warm in her bed until at 6 in the morning (if we're gonna dream, let's wish for 7 or 8, shall we?). I think she'll give in soon, but until then, I guess I need to be happy with only one wake up a night. And the fact that we only have one baby. Have you ever seen the tv show "Jon and Kate Plus 8"? If you haven't, check your local listings and just breeze by it one of these days. It makes all mothers feel better about their situations. She had 8 babies in two pregnancies!!

I guess one baby not sleeping through the night yet is nothing in comparison. I'll shut up now.

Proud to be an American

2008-05-26T08:36:00.000-07:00

Happy Memorial Day, everyone!! So, without getting too political or in-your-face with you any of you, I just want to say that I hope you remember why we celebrate this day. It doesn't matter where you stand on the wars that are going on, or what politcal party you're from, or what race you are, or what religion you practice or what your stand for at all. Really, in this instance, it doesn't. Because no matter who you are or what you believe in or where you're from, someone came before you and fought and died for you to live the way you do. You couldn't live so freely, knowing that you can pray to whatever God (or god) you want without being persecuted for it, you can eat in whatever restaurant or use whatever public facility you choose without fear that someone might see your skin color and kick you out after a severe beating. We are who we are because of our history. And most of that history involves Veterans and soldiers that did what they needed to do and what they thought was right. We often forget that or think of it as cliche'. But today should be a reminder of why we have the luxuries we have and the price others before us paid.

So, as you're grilling your hot dogs and burgers, or chugging down that icy cold beer or just laughing it up with your buddies, remember how lucky you are to hang out with whomever you want and talk about whatever you want. It's good to be free, isn't it?

This time tomorrow...

2008-05-20T13:34:00.003-07:00

It will officially be summer, at least for the kids in my District. That seems weird to me, as I've been home and away from work since Spring Break. I often forget that summer hasn't even started yet. I keep thinking about things that need to get done in my classroom and how I'm going to get over there to do them, and that stresses me out. I want to have the mentality of "oh well, I'm on Maternity Leave!! I'll get them done when I darn well please!", but most every bone in my body wants to go down there right now and take care of them. I MIGHT try to go by the school tomrrow, as it is the last day. We'll see though, as it all depends on Grace's schedule.

It's been weird enough being out and about during a weekday, now I'll be seeing my students (some hiding, some seeking me out) around town.

Ain't it great to be a girl??

2008-05-18T16:55:00.002-07:00

I went to a special thing last night. It's called the SHE event. Check out the website if you'd like. http://www.sheevent.com/index.php It was an emotional, powerful and empowering time. It was time to spend with fellow Christian girls of all ages (there were little girls up to Grandmas and probably even great Grandmas), without children!! If you're familiar, the Christian singer Rebecca St. James was not only the main performer, but also the host. It was neat. The end.

Happy 8 week birthday, Gracie!

2008-05-16T08:26:00.003-07:00

Well, Grace is 8 weeks old today. She'll officially be 2 months old on Wednesday. Wow. I'm beginning to completely forget what it was like before. I guess because my day is so consumed by mommy duties that it has escaped my mind what it was like to just have one. Things were easier, I'll tell ya that. I didn't realize how independent Mason had become until we had Grace. He can dress and undress himself. He can feed himself and clean up after himself. He can sit for long periods of time and read and watch tv and play without needing aide from us. And Grace is not only an infant, but she's colicky (or something. we haven't figured it out yet) and that makes for long days. She cries a lot. Spits up a lot. Needs to be held a lot. I want to get things done and feel I should as I am at home all day, but there are times, when I have like 5 unfinished projects scattered about the house (half folded laundry, some dishes put away, etc.) and it's frustrating. I know "this too shall pass", and before we know it, she'll be Mason's age, saying quirky things like, "I smell something like snack" or "Juice and milk and water are good for our tummies" or "I can read. The letters are T, K, M, A, B" like her big brother.

I want to enjoy being home. I want to be thankful that God has blessed me with more time at home than the first time. I want to be glad I'm not working. And I pray that I get to have these feelings before the summer's over. We have Grace's 2 month checkup on Monday, and we'll discuss our frustrations with the doctor. I hope she has some answers. And I hope I can soon be thrilled to be home with 2 children.

This is me. Bored.

2008-05-12T09:31:00.002-07:00

It was time for a change. Hope you like the new color scheme. It's kinda fun and summery. 'Til next time...

Is it wrong that I miss my school?

2008-05-10T21:14:00.003-07:00

I've been back to visit my school twice in the past week or so, and I kind of miss it. Don't get me wrong, it's so nice to be home everyday, making memories with my 3 year old and watching my infant change and grow before my eyes, but walking back into the school gave me such a familiar feeling that I miss at times.

My first visit was last Friday. I was nervous for some reason. I took Mason and Grace with me, so it was a bigger production to get there, so maybe that's why my nerves were skittish, but I don't know. As soon as I walked through the front doors, it was like I never left. Granted, it had only been 6 weeks, which isn't long at all, but still. A lot can happen in 6 weeks. Anyways, the ladies in the front office went gaga over Grace and tried to talk to Mason, but he's on this kick that he hides any time someone asks him just about anything. Frankly it's getting a little annoying. I know kids can be shy and it's better than him leaping into the arms of strangers, but I just wish he'd respond or answer people when they talk to him. But I digress. So after hanging in the office for a bit, we trudged upstairs (via the elevator, of course) and went to my classroom. Mrs. Former Assistant Principal was delighted to have me come by and she wasn't at all put off that I disrupted class. I let the kids come up row by row to see the baby and of course to chat with me. It was strange to see them. They still felt like my kids and it felt like my classroom, but with a slightly different feel. The girls were especially pleased to see the baby and me, but the boys seemed indifferent about the whole thing (not surprising). After that, Mason and Grace and I returned to the front office and I ended up feeding Gracie in Mrs. Principal's office. And I needed to go through 5 weeks of mail. Apparently, Mrs. Assistant Principal "just hadn't thought to" check my mailbox, so needless to say, there was quite a bit to weed through. Mostly junk, but I had to hand her some of the things to actually give out to students!! I realize she didn't want to go through my personal mail, but you'd think she still would have checked! Ah well, not my problem I guess.

My second visit was this past Thursday. I had to return some paperwork to the school anyways, and I figured I could visit another group of my kids. This was a shorter visit, but still a thrill for my kids and a lot of teachers that I encountered. Mason still didn't want to talk to anyone, yet many people tried to ask him if he was enjoying being a big brother and having mommy home. This class was also happy to see me and asked vehemently that I come back. I laughed and said that wasn't going to happen. Is there a part of me that kind of wishes I was going back this school year? Maybe. I wouldn't want to leave Gracie with someone already (although she will be in more than capaable hands next year, being that we're leaving her with a friend from church that lives in the next subdivision over from ours), but I kind of wish I could get out of the house everyday and be in the presence of other people. And get paid again. And I'm off track again. Well, anyways, it was nice to go back, and I plan on returning to visit at least one more time, as I have one more group of kids to see. Plus there's end of the year stuff that will still need to be done. And I want to know the schedule for next year.

Rumor is that I'm teaching a block of 7th grade Honors Language Arts. We'll see if that pans out. Could make things interesting. But for now, my main focus is intended to be Mommy Duty, I suppose. And I am thankful for that. I just wish I could have it both ways.

What's so magical about the 6 week mark??

2008-05-01T22:20:00.003-07:00

A lot of people (including doctors) seem to think that once your newborn hits the 6 week mark, things start to run smoother. Hmmmm...tomorrow Gracie will be 6 weeks old (gosh, that was fast!!) and we're still working out some kinks. She has a serious spitting up problem (she's like Old Faithful. A screaming, unhappy, pooping Old Faithful...) and we are still in the changing-all-the-variables stage right now. We're hoping to get it figured out asap. In fact, we have an UltraSound of her tummy scheduled for Tuesday. They want to make sure everything's in working order and the valve going into her stomach is the right size or something.

She's also not sleeping through the night quite yet. I know we were spoiled with Mason, and we knew going into it that there was a chance she wouldn't be as eager to sleep through the night as young as he, but she was sending us false vibes about a week ago when she was sleeping until 4 or so. But she's back to waking up around 1 or 2 most of the time now. Maybe it's related to the problem mentioned above. Only time will tell, right?

Luckily I'm not really suffering from the Baby Blues this time around, because that would make things a billion times worse. Not to say I don't have my moments of tearful frustration, but at least I haven't thought of walking away and joining a circus. (Note: I did not seek a circus last time, I was just making up something ridiculous) But I do have times during the day when I miss work. I know if you read archived blogs from 2 months ago, you would be shocked to read this one, as I was SO READY to leave work then. But I miss the predictability of the job. I miss the interaction. And I miss getting out of the house without children. My children anyway.

I know there is a light at the end of the tunnel, I just wish it was brighter. And closer.

2008-04-29T12:43:00.001-07:00

All right. A Blogger friend of mine did this on her page, and now I'm doing it here. Read on, and then you're it!!

1) What was I doing 10 years ago?
Ummm...Well, I was 19, going on 20 (really?? Oh my, I'm getting old!!). I was in college as a Sophomore, just a few months away from moving to Flagstaff to go to NAU. I was dating my Hubby and he was in the Army, living in Tennessee. Much different lifestyle then.

2) What are 5 things on my to-do list for today (not in any particular order):
1. Call our doc about Gracie's continual spitting up.
2. Call the school district regarding a check I was supposed to get.
3. Get dressed.
4. Find a place in my closet for some clothes that don't quite fit me again.
5. Take a nap. Wishful thinking...

3) Snacks I enjoy:
Food is my friend. In fact, we're so close, that it likes to stick around on my body forever...Anywho, I love desserts, like ice cream, cake, cookies, donuts, etc. I also love pizza. And nachos.

4) Things I would do if I were a billionaire:
1. Stop worrying about money forever.
2. Buy a big enough house that the kids could have a big playroom. And we could have an office for the computer. And a guest room. And a maid.
3. Set up college funds for the kids so they'd be set.
4. Buy brand new cars. Maybe electric cars.

5) Four of my bad habits:
1. Chewing on my fingers.
2. Being really, really sarcastic.
3. Being lazy at times.
4. Eating too much. Too often.

6) 5 places I have lived:
1. Phoenix, AZ
2. Anchorage, AK
3. Manassas, VA
4. Clarksville, TN
5. Prescott Valley, AZ

7) 5 jobs I have had:
1.Worked in about a half a dozen daycares.
2. Mervyn's.
3. Substitute teacher
4.Little Caesar's
5.Middle School Language Arts teacher.

8) 5 peeps I wanna know more about:
Well, I don't imagine anyone on here will fill it out, so no one I guess.

They're growing too fast!!

2008-04-21T15:16:00.002-07:00

We went to Grace's 1 month appointment today, and she is now 8 pounds, 3 ounces and 20.25 inches long. I had a feeling she was over 8 pounds, as she was beginning to fit in size 1 diapers, but I still couldn't believe she was that big already!! And she's a month old today!! Man oh man.

Oh and my first baby? He can completely dress and undress himself, brush his own teeth, identify the upper and lowercase of letters of the alphabet as pairs (he can match up a lowercase "a" with an uppercase "A", for example), he can dictate the words in some of his books, and the biggest thing??? He's on his last Pull-Up at bedtime!! That means after tonight, it's underwear all the time, baby!! He's been dry and probably ready for underwear at bedtime for a a month or more, but we thought we'd wait and ease him into yet another change. I think he'll be fine. He always wakes up dry and he does sometimes tell us in the middle of the night that he has to go. I'm so proud of him. And he'll be going to Preschool in the Fall.

What a blessing that my babies are healthy and growing up right on track, but as a mommy, sometimes you have to just sit back for a moment and let your eyes well up with tears and wonder where the time has gone...

Howdy howdy howdy!!

2008-04-18T22:39:00.003-07:00

Hello y'all...As you can see, we're hanging in there and being a little crazy too. Here's Mason turning his little sister into Woody from Toy Story. Yes, he thought of that himself. And yes, he put the hat on her all by himself and started saying, "Howdy howdy howdy!" It was funny. The end.

Our little beauty queen

2008-04-14T19:49:00.004-07:00

Our second child is so much higher maintenance than Mason. She fusses more. She takes longer to go back to sleep. She spits up like a volcanic eruption. She doesn't really like the swing. She spits the binky out, but then cries because she wants it. She likes to be swaddled, but quickly gets at least one arm out and then cries.

But ain't she the purdiest baby girl you've ever seen?

Ahhh...

2008-04-11T08:58:00.003-07:00

Things are looking up. Our little Gracie girl is 3 weeks old today!! Crazy, isn't it? And really, I can't remember what it was like before she was here. Well, I got more sleep, that I remember. But she's definitely getting lots of rest. And so is Mason, which is good. I try to nap during the day, since most of the time, one of Grace's naps coordinates with Mason's. But I still feel tired. Oh well. I can sleep when I'm dead, right? Until then, I am enjoying being a Mommy of Two. And I will enjoy it even more when our baby girl sleeps through the night.

First full day survived

2008-04-02T16:56:00.003-07:00

Well, today was officially the first full day that it was just Mason, Grace and I all day. We survived. No one got hurt. No one starved. Nothing caught on fire. I didn't break down into tears. So I consider that a good day. My hubby left the house around 7:45 this morning and won't be back until 6 or so tonight. A long first day for us, but we made it. Between Grace's feedings, I managed to do and put away laundry (3 loads), put away dishes, played outside with Mason, watched some tv and wrote a grocery list. Not bad.

I took Grace for her follow-up weight check appointment yesterday, and she's up to 7 pounds!! That's above her birth weight!! Yippee!! We revel in the little things.

I guess that's it. It's still weird to me to not be at school, but I'm getting over it. I've spoken with a few colleagues, and they said that Mrs. Former Assistant Principal is flourishing as my sub. She has stated that I am so organized that she comes in minutes before school starts and leaves right after school. That's a prideful moment for me. I spent the last month of work in nesting mode, preparing a binder for her, including lesson plans, assignments, procedures, rules, etc. I guess it was sufficient.

So, that's it for real. Nothing else to say. This is my life now. Two kids. At home. And I'm surviving so far.

Has it really been a week????

2008-03-28T07:30:00.003-07:00

Wow. This time last week, Grace wasn't even born yet. But she is a week old, and that's unbelievable. This week has been a whirlwind, to say the least. Everyday has gotten a little better, with a pseudo routine and my healing. I don't walk around like an arthritic 80 year old anymore and the incision is staple-free now, which is a step. And big brother Mason is still infatuated with his little sister Gracie, at least for now. Anyways, we're getting along okay, and I'm obviously finding time here and there to do things aside from baby care. Will blog again soon.

She has arrived!!!

2008-03-24T12:26:00.000-07:00

Our C-Section was Friday morning, and Grace Maureen is doing well. Here are the stats: born at 8:14 a.m. and she was 6lbs, 14 oz (smaller than Mason--he was 7 lbs 9 oz), 19 inches long. We came home yesterday. Mason seems real excited to be around her (at least for now) and we're all adjusting to being a family of 4. I'm hobbling around okay, but I'm bruised and look like a crazed maniac took a chainsaw to my lower abdomen, but other than that, we're getting better and better. Will write again soon. And of course there will be pictures soon.

'Tis twelve and a half hours until showtime...

2008-03-20T19:09:00.002-07:00

Well, this is it. This is really my last blog before Grace arrives. Seriously. We have to be there at 5:30 tomorrow morning, so slim to no chance that I'll get on here in the morning. So yeah. I ate a good meal (have to fast after midnight) and now I am anxiously awaiting the in-laws' arrival in an hour or so, and then I will be anxiously awaiting morning to come, and then anxiously awaiting to the first meeting of our little girl.

Waiting is killer, isn't it?

37 hours from now...

2008-03-19T18:18:00.003-07:00

We'll be heading into surgery. Wow. Basically, tomorrow is our last day at home before The Big Day. We've been cleaning and nesting and just getting things as organized and clean as possible before baby and before visitors. Today was real productive, with vaccuuming, laundry, giving Max a bath, among other things.

Yesterday was our last OB appointment. She didn't even check to see if I was dilated. She just said that if I go into labor before Friday, to just come on in. Then we went over to the hospital to get some lab work done. (aka blood and pee) I am now already wearing a pretty green bracelet that says I've had blood work done and it's the first of many stylish pieces of plastic jewlery that I get to wear in the next few days.

Funny little anecdote: While still at the OB yesterday, I was signing a bunch of papers and one was clearly a generic surgical form, because one of the boxes I had to initial was that, "I understand that this surgical procedure may not cure my condition". I had to laugh. May not cure my condition?? If I'm still pregnant when I leave the hospital, someone is getting a beating!! :)

May or may not get on here tomorrow. If not, TTFN and I will update you again when we have settled back at home, probably Sunday. And don't worry, there will be more pictures of little Gracie than you can handle. Like you had any doubt...

Still pregnant

2008-03-18T08:32:00.002-07:00

Yep, not much to say. So, why am I blogging then, you ask? I don't know. Honestly, I just painted my toenails and I'm waiting for them to dry so I can go to the store. We have quite a list to get at Fry's, since this will be our last shopping trip for awhile, and we have visitors coming (my hubby's parents and his aunt will be staying here this weekend while we're in the hospital, and his mom is staying through next week). Also, let's be honest, the grocery trip gives me something to do. I've already sanitized Mason's toys, we've dusted and I'm in process of washing all of the floormats in the house. Tomorrow will be some more cleaning and stuff. It's nice to think that the house will be nice and clean and as germ-free as possible when we bring Grace home. And let's face it, cleaning is a nice time filler before she gets here.

Well, I'm sure I'll find some excuse to write again at least once before Friday. You can look forward to those aimless ramblings...

Mason Sees a Who

2008-03-15T19:54:00.003-07:00

We went to see "Horton Hears a Who" this afternoon. Very cute. And our 3 year old sat through the whole thing. He didn't even get squirrely towards the end. It was worth the price of admission. And the time with our son who will no longer be an only child in 5 days. Good stuff...

The light at the end of the tunnel

2008-03-15T14:53:00.004-07:00

Yesterday was my last day at work. It didn't really hit me though. I've been looking forward to this for months now, and when it finally came, I couldn't wrap my mind around it. Granted, I had some kids hugging me and saying goodbye and saying they'd miss me (probably mostly because they are afraid of the ex assistant principal being their new teacher!!), and teachers were wishing me good luck. But it just felt weird. I packed some of my personal affects, but most of my classroom looks the same. After I was done with everything, I just stood around for a minute and stared. Like I was forgetting something. Or I didn't want to go. Or something. I am so ready for this next chapter in my life to begin, but it still feels a little foreign and surreal to me sometimes. And it feels really weird to not be returning to work after Spring Break. I know my kids are in capable hands, but I feel like I'm going to miss out on something. Or I didn't plan or prepare enough. I don't know. I guess I could make myself crazy worrying or overanalyzing (I never do that!!) over what specifics I may or may not have remembered to leave. But when you get right down to it, it doesn't matter, my kids will be fine and no one will blame me for being unprepared.

Besides, I have bigger fish to fry (weird saying, and I'm not even sure it works in this instance but oh well)!! We're having a baby on Friday!! We're ready, believe me. And I think Mason's as ready as he can be. I have a list of things I would like to get done (like cleaning and whatnot) in an ideal world, but we'll see what happens. Either way, Grace is coming Friday morning and it will all be okay.

Play time!!

2008-03-10T20:08:00.002-07:00

It's actually starting to warm up around here, and we're actually spending some time outside. It's nice. Mason's enjoying the activity and we're glad to be using the ginormous backyard for something. Someday soon we'll have a swingset and stuff, but for now, he's happy just running around and playing in the dirt.

And speaking of play time, this is my last week at work. My grades are done. The kids don't know that, as the general understanding is that we as teachers have until Friday to enter grades. But I'm done. I've checked out, to be honest. Today they did a fun worksheet where they designed their own postage stamp. Tomorrow my first block is getting the reward for being the best behaved by far (I did this every Quarter), while the other two classes are doing a St. Patrick's Day activity. Wednesday, I'm showing a super fantastic, ultra cheesy 1990 B.B.C. version of C.S. Lewis' "Prince Caspian". Thursday I'm showing "Pursuit of Happyness". Friday is an Early Release and a Jog-a-thon (major PTSO fundraiser). That's it. No more real work. No more grades to enter. I just need to keep my sanity (and my baby intact) for another 4 days.

Party!!

The things I learned yesterday

2008-03-07T08:44:00.003-07:00

I was out on Wednesday. Tuesday was just a rough night, as far as not sleeping, having some contractions and just being generally uncomfortable. So, I figured I should take it easy, so I minimize the chances that I will go into labor at work in the next week.

Anyways...I came back yesterday to find out a few things: a)2 of my 3 classes were rowdy (my last block was bad enough to have another teacher come in and yell at them), b)the sub was crazy (and I don't mean crazy in the fun way--crazy like a nutjob) and c)I am so glad this is the last time I have to deal with having a sub for the rest of the school year. It's such a pain to be out. I left explicit plans via email to the principal's secretary (which is protocol at our school), but apparently the sub "didn't see the plans" until later 1st period. Grrr. And a plethora of names were left as rowdy students. I wrote 11 ASDs. I was furious. I know that having an easy sub breeds misbehavior, but I don't think that's an excuse. These kids are 12 years old!! They need to take responsibility for their actions! So, needless to say, by the time yesterday ended at school, I was relieved.

Last night, my hubby and I went to a follow up labor class at the hospital. Yes, we're having a scheduled c-section (hopefully), but I still thought it would be beneficial, which it was. We talked about our previous labor experience (it was just us and one other couple) and then the hubby's learned some relaxation techniques, which included massage. That was worth the $10 itself! Next week we'll take Mason with us, and we'll get a tour of the labor and delivery rooms and get to introduce him to the idea of it all. We've talked to him some about the baby coming and how Mommy and Daddy are going to be staying at the hospital for a few days and Grandma and Grandpa will be coming to stay with him, but I don't think he quite gets it. So, maybe taking him next week will help.

And that's it. I have one week of work (doing the happy dance) and 2 weeks until baby Grace comes. Assuming I last that long. I'm trying, man, trust me. I want to make it to the scheduled day. I don't want to stress or rush. And I want to clean the house and have some time with Mason during Spring Break first!! I guess we'll see what God has written in his planbook, eh?

Okay baby...

2008-03-02T17:04:00.006-07:00

We're ready. We've had 3 baby showers (God bless so many friends and family members that love us and want to spoil baby Grace!!), we've got the room ready to go, the carseat is installed and of course I'm ready. We have less than 3 weeks (it was 3 weeks from Friday, actually), and I have 2 weeks of work. I don't think anxious quite defines it...

4 weeks from today...

2008-02-23T18:14:00.002-07:00

Our little Gracie will have greeted the world, with squinty, shocked eyes. And we will be sitting there in the hospital, staring at her, thinking, "now what?" :)

And 3 weeks from today, I'll already be on Maternity Leave!! That's amazing. And crazy. And exciting. And a little scary. But isn't life always those things?

Bring it on!

Blessed, Overwhelmed and Overrun by PINK!!

2008-02-19T18:23:00.002-07:00

In a matter of 24 hours, we went from having a decent amount of baby stuff that definitely would have gotten us through with a new baby, to having an ABUNDANCE of stuff!! I had two baby showers last week: one on Friday thrown by my fellow teachers and one on Saturday thrown by my mom. Holy Guacamole, was I a little taken aback! We are thankful for the love and support and friendships we have, but it's still a little overwhelming. On Saturday, I just kept glancing over at the gift table, and I swear the presents were multiplying on their own, because the pile wasn't diminishing!! Like I said, we're grateful, but I have a feeling we'll have to change little Grace 5 times a day just to get her in every outfit at least once!!

And Ms. Cindy's throwing me another shower in two weeks.

Another week later...

2008-02-05T16:39:00.000-07:00

It's been a week since I wrote last. I'm sure there's lots of things I could share, if only I could remember them...Well, I'm still pregnant. (Duh!) I've got 5 and a half weeks of work left, and 6 and a half weeks until we get to meet baby Gracie. That's a little crazy...My dear friend PBAF is headed to the hospital tomorrow evening to be induced, so should be meeting her baby Lily Thursday sometime. Man oh man, that blows my mind. I can't imagine how anxious she must be...Mason's had a stomach thing (throwing up) since Thursday, then he was fine Sunday, then he got runny poopy yesterday. Fun fun. I think he's finally getting over it...I have two baby showers next week: one at work on Friday (during half of an Inservice!!) and one on Saturday that my mom is throwing. It's really exciting, but a little overwhelming, because Ms. Cindy is also throwing one for me in a couple of weeks too. I think we'll have more pink than we'll know what to do with!! I am grateful, don't get me wrong, but I just can't imagine how much stuff we'll acquire (I am registered at Target and BabiesRUs, but I really don't know if there's enough for 3 showers!!)...Today is Super Tuesday, and I know my right and duty as an American citizen is to participate in the Primaries, but I can't. We never bothered to re-register to vote when we moved. We did, however, change our address on our Driver's License, so we can't even go to our former polling place. But honestly, I don't know who I would vote for, even I could. My hubby and I agree that so far one specific candidate isn't wowing us or really someone we could feel 100% confident with running this country. I guess we'll just see who comes out on top today, and then we'll be able to narrow down our choices...I really need to jot down some of the mind blowing things my little teenage geniuses have said lately, because I'm sure I could have enough to have a 3rd installment in my blog, Teenagers Are Common Sense Deficient. So, look forward to that. Someday...I guess that's enough random rambling for now. See you on the flip side (what the heck does that mean, anyways?)

What a shame

2008-01-29T20:41:00.000-07:00

My girls are disappointing me lately. Yesterday, 3 girls at school (2 of them were my students) decided that they "just weren't going to go to class". They made up a fake story to see the counselor and then after their visit were sent to 1st hour, which they never made it to. I wouldn't have thought anything of my missing student (there's always someone absent for something), but another girl asked where she was and that she had been on the bus that morning. I call the office and inform them of this interesting bit of info, and lo and behold, an hour later, the story unfolds and they find all three girls attempting to leave the school. I guess it's to our advantage that they weren't brave, or else they would have been long gone. They're stupid (to be seen on the bus and then think no one would notice if they didn't show up to class), but not brave.

And today, during 7th hour, I confiscate a note that was being written and passed. I do not read notes out loud. I never have. I just think in this day and age, you'd have to censor so much of the note anyways, that it wouldn't be worth it. Plus, it's more fun to read it silently at my desk and get the curious stares from the writers and the rest of the class. Anyhow, I glanced at the note and read it's explicit message: two girls were discussing who they liked and if they would f*** that particular love interest. It was sick. I calmly left the note on my desk and went on with my teaching. I think they believed I just threw the note away and didn't even read it. I thouyght about what to say and do. I could have written them up an After School Detention for vulgarity. I could have called home to tell their mommies that their daughters were writing sexual content in my class. I didn't know what to do. So I waited until the end of 8th hour (over an hour later), and told the class that they were dismissed, besides the two girls. After everyone left, I called them to my desk and asked them about the note. They were dumbfounded. They said nothing. They stared at their shoes. I told them how disgusted and disappointed I was at reading the note. I told them that I was offended and did not tolerate that nastiness in my classroom. I told them what my options were as far as discipline. They were silent. I explained how much potential they both had and how they were not stupid. I gave them Lunch Detention for passing notes and explained how lucky they were. They still didn't say much. I don't know if I got through.

Sometimes my job can be so disheartening.

The many adventures of a chocolate goat, the closing gap and a pregnant babysitter

2008-01-23T15:54:00.001-07:00

Wow, the things to share here. First of all, I know you're admiring the beautiful face of my son, with his "chocolate goat". The other night he was enjoying chocolate yogurt (sounds kinda gross, but it's pretty good, and better for you than cookies or ice cream). I just had to snap a shot.

Anyways, then there's the "closing gap" part of my title. This isn't really newsworthy (unless you live in the same town as myself--which one of you does, I suppose), but it still rocked my world. I went to the mall this weekend, and was more than shocked to find the Gap Outlet close to vacant and signs of "50% off Everything!" everywhere. They're closing for good!! Why wasn't I informed?!? A lot of Mason's clothes (and future sized clothes) came from Gap clearance. But I guess that's the problem. I never spent full price on anything there. I always veered right for the clearance racks. If there were too many people like me, I guess a place can't stay in business. So, I grabbed up a few things (including a onesie for Gracie that says "Honey" and then has a picture of a bunny on it) and walked away with my head hanging low. Okay, maybe not, but I was a little bummed.

And the last (and most momentus) bit of information: if you read the title, you probably already know: Our babysitter is pregnant!! Talk about pretty much knocking my socks off! And clearly it came as a shock to her and her hubby too. She's 41 and in no way was she trying to be a new mommy. But I guess God had other plans. She guesses she's about 8 weeks along, which puts her due date around mid to late August. Right around the time school's starting again. Hmmm...It got me and hubby thinking of what will happen to Gracie, as the plan was we would swapping Mason (because he's heading to preschool in the fall) for Grace. That may not be happening afterall. We were a little taken aback when the news was given to us at their house last night, but it's sinking in now. Every child is a blessing and I know this all happens for a reason. They certainly weren't expecting it (as this will make child #6 for them, with their birth children, adopted children and foster baby), but it happened anyways. Of course, because my hubby and I are both a bit sarcastic, cynical, and find any reason to make fun of people (shouldn't come as a shocker to any of you), we couldn't help but laugh at them. We were joking that it could even be twins. Wouldn't that make things interesting? We'll see what God had planned, right?

So, we'll give it some time and then start talking seriously and thinking about what our other options are for Gracie's care. We've already had a few potential offers, so we'll see. It'll work itself out in the end, but it's weird to think that Grace may not be spending the first three years of her life with Ms. Cindy, as Mason did.

And that, my friends, is what's been going on with me.

9 weeks from today...

2008-01-19T13:30:00.000-07:00

We should be resting in the hospital, still in shock that we are parents of two children...My C-Section is scheduled for Friday, March 21. That's 9 weeks, people!! That means I have 8 weeks left of school. Crazy. In some ways, it seems still far away, but flipping through my planbook at school, it feels like it's tomorrow. I'm glad it's not tomorrow, but it will be here before we know it!

That's so unreal.

Our little chubby girl

2008-01-16T19:18:00.000-07:00

New photos of Gracie to come soon!!

2008-01-15T21:34:00.000-07:00

Tomorrow we go in for our 3D Ultrasound. We're really excited, as Mason's turned out really cool and we actually get to see her features and which one of us she looks most like (but most people think my hubby and I look like brother and sister anyways, so shouldn't they look like both of us equally?).

Once we've ogled over the pictures (and have showed them to everyone and the mailman), we'll be sure to post at least one.

That is, if she sits still long enough to get her picture taken. If you haven't seen a 3D where the baby was moving around, it looks a little creepy.

We shall see!

So much to say

2008-01-08T20:13:00.001-07:00

Last week was amazing and wonderful and a joy and something I will never forget. I got to see one of my very best friends in the whole wide world, who lives practically across the world. My mom and I went out and surprised her for her baby shower and it was such a blast and a whirlwind. We went out last Wednesday and stayed until Sunday. There's so much I could say here and tell you about, but it's hard to put into words how I felt to be around her, and for us to be able to share our pregnancy, even for just a moment in time. In this picture, that's PBAF (and Lily Grace) on the left and me (and Grace Maureen) on the right. Someday they will meet. Until then, we will have the precious memory of the visit.

Our Tater Tot is 3!!

2008-01-01T13:55:00.001-07:00

Well, it's almost been a week since our little Spud Bud, Mason, turned 3. Over the week of Christmas, he had a total of 3 birthdays I think, with the ending being this past Saturday. I think he thinks his birthday is like Mardi Gras, and it lasts a week!

Hopefully we can fine tune that as he gets older...
Anyhow, here's the picture from his party invitation, a
picture of his birthday cake from the party, and his very favorite present (A Larry that transforms from Larry, LarryBoy, King George, a viking and Little Joe).

Happy New Year's Eve Eve!

2007-12-30T20:30:00.000-07:00

I cannot believe tomorrow is the last day of 2007. It takes me months to get used to writing '07 and then Bam! it's time for a new year. Crazy.

And I still have a week left of Christmas Break.

Yahoo!!

I know I'm a Grammar nut, but this is just ridiculous!!

2007-12-28T08:13:00.001-07:00

One of the presents Mason got for Christmas was this generic Lego set, with jungle animals. And according to the label, it came direct from Taiwan. And apparently no one in their shipping and labeling factory could translate. Here's what the package says:

Jungle Bricks Set: Special for you of children design!!

There are orang, elephant, giraffe and so on they are very likeness!

Bricks Set: The excellence designer. Collect all these new exciting set. It will give you infinite pleasure.

I especially appreciate the "infinite pleasure" statement. Maybe I should play with it...

Tag--I'm it!!

2007-12-26T20:28:00.000-07:00

Okay, I've had a few friends "tag" me lately (post a blog and then basically dare me to do the same theme) and I've pretended not to notice. I have decided to finally pass it on. So here goes...

Here are random things about me that you may or may not know:

I chew the skin around my fingernails until it bleeds. Yeah, bleeds. I don't know why. It hurts like the dickens and it's extremely disgusting and embarassing, but I can't stop. I want to. Can't figure out how.

I don't get Sudoku. I've had my hubby try to explain it to me, but I just don't get it. Nor have I ever been able to solve the Rubix cube. Or see those pictures you're supposed to be able to see within another picture.

One of my favorite movies is Mean Girls. I know it's super cheesy and it has Lindsey Lohan in it, but it makes me laugh. And as a teacher, I totally find humor in revenge on The Plastics.

I subscribe to People magazine. And I like to say that I don't care about celebrities, but I think deep down I do. I keep track of that crap.

You know that song "Christmas Shoes"? It makes me cry just telling people about it. If you've never heard it, Google it. But have Kleenex handy. And Tim McGraw's song, "Don't Take the Girl" and the Lonestar song, "I'm already there" (especially the version with the audio clips of wives and children saying hi to their daddies that are deployed) makes me cry every time.

When I first get into bed, I have to twist my back around in this contorted position so that it will make a Snap, Crackle, Pop! sound and it grosses out my hubby every time.

I take showers that are so hot that my skin is a nice pinkish red when I get out.
I could eat pizza every day. Really, I could.
I don't know how to play chess or checkers. Or know how to sew. Or knit. Or cross stitch.
I wish I never had to move out of this town. I hate moving to a new city. But I know I will probably have to leave and that scares me.

I guess that's it. Hope you learned something. Now, let's see...I don't have a lot of blogging friends, but I'll tag Hip Mommy. :)

Merry Christmas!!

2007-12-24T21:44:00.000-07:00

Well, only 2 hours and 15 minutes until Ol' St. Nick is expected to plop his plump self down our chimney (which we don't have) and eat our cookies and drink our milk (which we're not leaving out) and then leave us presents (which we've already opened, because we're splitting up the Holiday). Ho ho ho!!

Hope tomorrow is a blessed day for all and Santa is good to you.

2007-12-21T16:45:00.000-07:00

CHRISTMAS CAROLS WITH A TWIST:
1. Schizophrenia --- Do You Hear What I Hear?
2. Multiple Personality Disorder ---We Three Kings Disoriented Are
3. Dementia ---I Think I'll be Home for Christmas
4. Narcissistic ---Hark the Herald Angels Sing About Me
5. Manic ---Deck the Halls and Walls and House and Lawn and Streets and Stores and Office and Town and Cars and Buses and Trucks and Trees and...
6. Paranoid --- Santa Claus is Coming to Town to Get Me
7. Borderline Personality Disorder --- Thoughts of Roasting on an Open Fire
8. Personality Disorder --- You Better Watch Out, I'm Gonna Cry, I'm Gonna Pout, Maybe I'll Tell You Why
9. Attention Deficit Disorder --- Silent night, Holy oooh look at the Froggy - can I have a chocolate, Why is France so far away?
10. Obsessive Compulsive Disorder --- Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells...

Merry Christmas!!

The Countdown

2007-12-19T19:35:00.000-07:00

5 days until Christmas. And more immediate...

1 1/2 more days left of school!! Yippee!!

I don't sound excited, do I? :)

Was this really a month ago?

2007-12-16T17:16:00.000-07:00

Here are some belated pictures from Thanksgiving. And yes, that's Mason in a pool. Hard to believe, since it's been bone chilling around here lately!!

Much waited, much anticipated...much invigorated??

2007-12-08T17:13:00.000-07:00

Before you start thinking to yourself, "Finally! Princess Lionhead finally got off her dairy aire and wrote a blog!!", remember how busy things can get for you and then realize that it's about the same here. So, get over it. :)

Anyways, I know in my last blog I promised to write the next one about the genius things my lovely hormonal angels have said to me. And I still want to. So I'm going to attempt to conjure up the ones I can remember (my memory can normally be lacking, but having a baby sucking at my brain can make things even less likely to stay in my cranium). Here are a few:

1. Mrs. Lionhead, what if your baby is born Amish? (yes, like the guys with the sideburns, tophats and the horse and carriage)

2. Can illiterate people think? Breathe? See colors? Wouldn't they just shrivel up and die?

3. If I could correspond with someone from another country, it would be from Hawaii. (I told her that Hawaii was part of the United States, and she said, "but it's not connected?")

4. (I had written some instructions related to research papers on the board, specifically regarding using resources. I had written that they need to use at least 3 resources and 1 must be a book and a hand went up...) Why does it say "I must be a book on the board?" (I had to laugh--especially when another student admitted she had actually written "I must be a book" in her notes!)

5. (This one's not mine, but it's a story worth telling. The science teacher was having a discussion about how the brain sends signals to parts of the body. And one student asked how a newborn baby knows how to breathe for the first time. The teacher reminded them that they had learned about which part of the brain is responsible for body functions and he asked if anyone could remember the name of that part of the brain...) I know what part of the brain does that!! Isn't it the Uterus?

I think that's all I can remember right now. My hubby hears my anecdotes from teaching everyday and he gets a little worried of that generation. They could be one of his students in just a few short years!! They'll be serving our food at McDonald's soon!! And they'll be the ones administering our medications when we are old and rotting in a nursing home!! Isn't that a comforting feeling?

I love them, but I worry about their common sense. Or lack thereof.