Owen, wanted to show off his "cool trick on the stairs"... So, here you go!
Silly boy.
Look who finally lost his first tooth! And on Christmas Day! The tooth fairy left him four singles, two half dollar coins, and a big dollar coin. He was sooooooo excited! Bonus: his second loose tooth is the first's next door neighbor...and will probably be making it's way out soon, too. :oP
Here are the personalized gifts we made for our new teachers and for the kids teachers as well. I think they turned out quite nice. :)
Here is the second crayon rainbow project. I used a slightly different technique...I think I like it even more than the first one.
Homemade, from scratch, pancakes
Fruit cocktail
Bacon on the grill
Eggs with cheese and pico de gallo
Yum!
Holy copies Batman! These came in 18 overstuffed boxes today. Math mixed with science-sixth mixed with kinder... A mess for sure. But, now it's sorted & ready to go to the teachers. :)
Lookie who just earned his first (tiger) boy scout pin! It's called the bobcat pin & he earned it by reciting the boy scout promise, motto, law of the pack, learning the boy scout handshake and sign & the meaning behind all of that. :) We are so proud of him!
Lol!
Here are my boys being, well...boys.
Strike a pose, and there you go...
"Guns" a' blazin'!
This is a major sore point at our house. Caleb's new school is nut free. I understood this to mean that *they* did not serve nor prepare any items using nuts or nut products.
Yesterday, we found out the hard way that is not all... My first grader's teacher emailed me to say that she had to throw away his peanut butter (that accompanied his celery sticks), and that he cried. He was very upset. Well DUH! We have been sending pbj's for the past 17 days! Now, we can't?! We have been forced to pay more money to purchase soy "peanut" butter so our child can eat his favorite sandwich. I understand peanut allergies...my husband us a nurse...
But, my husband is an intelligent nurse...he does his research. Peanut allergies are not caused by airborne particles. Direct contact reactions are rare. Consumption is the main risk. With that said, I know he's only a first grader and he might think about sharing his food...BUUUUUUT... If he was the child with a nut allergy, he would be aware of it. He would KNOW better than to eat peanut butter or would know it was safer NOT to share....
Needless to say...my husband gets so irate about this topic! He (we) have issues with people jumping on a bandwagon without knowing all of the facts. So, I'm going to have to find a way to not bring it up...while still fighting this backwards system...while not getting involved as an employee... Grrrrrrr.... Stupid soy posing as peanut butter...
I read a fantastic book this summer that reminded me why I'm that annoyingly happy morning person... I was blessed to wake up. Therefor, I celebrate the day by starting out trying to be happy. Today, I had one of those great feelings...even felt amazing in my clothes. So, I asked the
hubby to capture my happy mood for me. Because sometimes...we need to remember to be thankful we woke up today. :-)
This ancient machine is in the copy room at my "new" school. Holy crow!
And "no one" knows how to order staples for the newer copy machines?! Are you kidding me?
I'm a reader.
... much to my husband's dismay...
I love my nook.
It's kept me from cluttering our place with physical books.
...however, his boss's wife and
I have become fast friends...
And she shares my book addiction.
And she is happy to feed my addiction from her personal collection. (including one based on the true story of the man for which my new school was named.)
So these lovelies are on my shelf...waiting to be consumed...hehehe
Oh how much fun we've had lately, accompanied by tons of evil maniacal laughter. Nerf dart guns, for the win.
This is the state in which I received my computer at my new school. It's a jumbled, antiquated mess. And the awesome chair it arrived upon? Yeah, that was secretly removed from my office. No words of explanation given. No sorrows passed on to me. Just walked in and "poof" it was gone. I *did* ask about it's whereabouts...and was promptly informed by the hot & cold secretary that it was in HER office. Why? Who knows. She already had one.
...and this us just a small glimpse into why I don't love my current situation... There's so much more.
On my way to San Antonio today, from San Angelo. It'll be a small plane (only about 45 passengers). So far these passengers include:
a former professor of mine, an adorable baby girl, two sweet kids, the usual couples, a man in uniform, and this little passenger on her way to Alaska. Should be interesting...