Caroline’s teacher told me she had the following conversation with Caroline last week.
Teacher: “OK class,we have all the parts to make Baby Jesus in front of us.”
Caroline- “That’s not Baby Jesus.”
Teacher – “Well who is it then?”
Caroline – “That’s Charlie Brown.”
Teacher – “You know Caroline, I think you’re right.”
I was driving Caroline to school the other day when she said, “Faith and Ava were touching my nap mat during quiet time.”
I said, “What did you do about that?”
Caroline said, “I told the teacher.”
“And what did the teacher say about that?”
“She said, Stop touching that nap mat you fools!”
I sat there for a moment driving.
“Caroline, I don’t think your teacher said that.”
“She did.”
I’ve never heard anyone at our house say those words so I’m guessing she picked them up during a Scooby Doo episode.
Once we got to school I told the teacher what Caroline had said. I told her I knew she hadn’t said it, I just thought it was funny.
The teacher laughed along with some of the other parents standing there.
As I walked away I started to smile and chuckle and the thought of a teacher saying, “Stop touching that nap mat you fools!”
Maybe this is a new education movement I’m unaware of.
“The answer is 8 you fools!”
“We never use pen during math you fools!”
“You always turn in your homework on Friday fools!”
I’m thinking of getting Caroline’s teacher some gold medallions to help bring her to the forefront of this movement.
***I am reposting this from 2 years ago – the only change I will be making for this years advent calendar will be at the end of this post***and sadly, I have to report that there was no big Powerball win for us last night – here’s to hoping no one won!
Last year the kids and I made a paper bag Christmas tree which they partially decorated using markers. Here’s the way our advent tree works.
On December 1 they receive a paper ornament which states something we will be doing, watching, or making that deals with Christmas.
One of the boys gets to glue it onto our tree. The next day the other one gets to glue it on.
On certain days they receive their ornament before school while other days they receive their ornament after school (it depends if I have my act together or not). Here’s a picture of the finished project.
Here’s a close up of some of the ornaments. Some days they would receive one ornament while on other days they would receive a bonus one.
There is a small part of me that cringes when these are glued onto the tree every which way. I do have to tell myself that having symmetry in this craft is not the purpose. But oh how I sometimes try to make suggestions of where the ornament could be placed.
This year I’ve made a tentative list of activities for our family. Some will change based on schedules and weather but it’s a start:
***Changes this year – Now 3 children will be placing ornaments on the tree *** Our activities each day has changed *** I am using large brown craft paper that I also use to wrap gifts in***
Do you have any unique ways your family celebrates the holidays?
Thanksgiving is a time of family, food, and fun.
We had all of that.
Plus a whole lot of vomit.
Yes, family, food, fun, and vomit – all parts of our Thanksgiving celebration.
And unlike many of you who only had three days of family time, our family was lucky enough to have 9 days off together.
Yes, nine days of being together (sleeping in the same room allowed for a quick response time)
Nine days of food (aka Gatorade and Saltines).
Nine days of fun (My entire next paycheck is headed to Redbox).
Nine days of being thankful for our washer and dryer (vomit, enough said).
And while I am thankful for that time spent with my family, I am hoping the 12 days of Christmas turns out differently.
When you take your family to the zoo, don’t you just love…
waking up extra early to take the dog for a walk….
packing a bag full of snacks…
driving over an hour to get there…
waiting while the attendants can’t find your preordered tickets…
walking for miles and miles…
convincing a child to sit in the stroller…
arguing with other children that they are too big to sit in the stroller…
repeatedly explaining as to why ice cream was not going to be purchased at 10am…
faking a cheery attitude at the thought of spending more time at the meerkat window…
And finally, don’t you just love when you place your child in their seat after spending all day at the zoo and they tell you their favorite animal today were the geese.
Are you ready for me to make your heart melt?
Caroline had her first ballet class last week and it was just the most adorable site to see.
I know.
It just makes your heart smile.
In addition to a busy and eventful October, I started a new part time job. Therefore, all of my October goals were not completed.
Add 1 item to etsy shop – Fail!
Touch Up Paint Downstairs – Check! Walked around the house one day with a can of paint.
Scrapbook 10 pages – Fail!
Make / Find Containers for Boys’ Room – Check! I found some containers at IKEA which seem to work. Now they have a place to keep pencils, glue sticks, colored pencils, markers, and crayons on their desk.
Complete Making 3 Halloween Costumes – Check! Army Man, Wonder Woman, and Dumbledore were happy with their costumes!.
Host Halloween Party – Check!
Finish Christmas Shopping for 5 people on My List – Fail!
Fix Up Backyard, If Only for A Few Days for the Party – Check! We bought a set of table and chairs for outside, added some flowers, and filled up the holes in the back yard which the dog had dug. It was glorious for four days – that’s until Sophie came back from the kennel and dug all the holes again. Ugh!
How was your October?
Sometimes in life you just have those days.
And then, sometimes you just have those moments.
I had one of those moments today as I was grocery shopping.
Instead of getting in and out of the store quickly I was having to coax my three year old along.
“Come on please.”
“Please don’t touch that.”
“Let’s walk a little faster so we can go home.”
Everyone knows the drill.
When we arrived at the milk section I noticed organic milk was on sale for $2.69 a gallon, half the cost it normally is.
Thrilled, I started grabbing gallons of milk and putting them in my cart.
I turned to look at Caroline and saw her grabbing glass plates off of a display.
“Please put those down..”
“Caroline, please put those down.”
My back was holding open the refrigerator door, my right arm was holding some milk, while I tried to reach for another gallon, all the while watching my daughter.
And then the milk dropped.
On. the ground.
All. over. Kroger.
In. front. of. five. people.
Who. acted. as. if.
They. would. never. ever.
Do. that.
“You should really find someone to clean that up.”
“Oooooooooooo.”
“Oh, my.”
Combined with, “Mommy, the milk is all over the floor,” and, “It’s going ev-we-where.”
Yes it is.
It was all over the floor and all over me.
My jeans were soaking from my calf down while my new sandals were swimming in milk.
I found someone to clean up the mess, BECAUSE NO ONE ELSE WOULD HELP, and walked across the store to grab the onion I had forgotten, trying to act dignified as I left wet footprints in my path.
And I thought, this is just one of those moments.
At least it wasn’t one of those days.
A little late with the Halloween pictures…I had to grab pictures from three different occasions since getting 3 kids to all smile (a normal smile) at the same time is apparently impossible.
I present to you…An Army Man, Wonder Woman, & Dumbledore
Onto Thanksgiving!
Saturday night we went to a Halloween party at a friends house.
As I was standing around the appetizer table stuffing my face with chips and dip another mom said, “My son is the pickiest eater.”
And with that statement, I knew I had to take her down.
Now, having the pickiest eater is certainly not something I enjoy or celebrate but since it’s the case I’m going to claim it.
“Oh, I don’t know about that. My daughter is very picky.”
“Oh, Miles is the pickiest eater. He doesn’t eat eggs or drink milk.”
Lady, is that the best you’ve got?
“He will only eat grilled chicken.”
So he eats meat…?
“He doesn’t really like the cilantro I put in this dip.”
Oh, you mean the dip he’s been scarfing down. The one that obviously contains mayonnaise, corn, and green stuff, also known as cilantro. Let me just get this over with and save us both a lot of time and you a lot of embarrassment.
“Caroline eats peanut butter sandwiches every night and has for the last year.”
“Oh… Miles isn’t that picky”
Yeah, that’s what I thought lady.