and a happy new year

so my biggest challenge of the holiday season is Christmas cards. it's not that i don't enjoy getting them and every year i make it a goal to send them but well it hasn't happened yet. for several reasons, lack of time, lack of money, lack of desire, lack of time, lack of communication, lack of cooperation. whatever the real reason i'm obviously lacking something. every year as the big day gets closer i think i really should get this done. then i think maybe i'll send a new years card that's original, that passes and i think it would be cute to send a valentines card, presidents day card, maybe Easter, may day, 4th of July, Fall, Halloween, Thanksgiving and then it's Christmas again and the cycle starts again. love it!

THE RELEASE

"This morning we celebrated the release of Roberto. It was wonderful... There was the telling of his life. That is always first. Then the toast. He made a lovely good bye speech. He was thrilled you should have seen the look on his face when they let him go."-The Giver, Lois Lowry

I'm sure there is little comparison between Roberto's release and my own, never the less i can't help but think of it, and feel the way i felt when i learn what a release entailed of in this story. i haven't cried yet but there is no guarantee for Sunday!

Tuesday!!

we've all heard the old edict "choose your battles" my biggest battle is within trying to figure out which ones are worth fighting. i consider myself a very patient person truly i teach five year old all day and then come home to my own two toddlers, and until recently it was without the support of a loving husband. who on a side note really helps me to balance something out.
i figured out a long while ago that Tuesdays are the hardest day for my children. i've tested, tried, recorded, and analyzed its' true tuesdays are the hardest. it's all based on the different schedule from the weekend, the lack of sleep what not, mondays aren't bad they are tired but nothing like tuesday. and of course they're mom deprived.

today my babysitter brought my children to school after the students had left which though at times is a little inconvenient turned out today to work out just fine.
-the first decision was whether or not to be frustrated that they just help themselves to anything in my classroom. in this case the cup of milky ways (my favorite) that my secret santa had given me today. yeah not worth it. i just said "k next time you need to ask. Thanks"
while putting together presents for my students my two year old son who is quickly learning that opening presents is one of the coolest things ever opens the gift that a student gave me this morning. Thanks not worth a war
-children destroy another teachers play area and are not willing to help clean it up. this little battle didn't last long and i won!
-the post office...mailing a package... enough said
my pre-teen 4 year old wanted to eat everything in the house i told her she needed to wait for dinner and she screamed at me.
-brother danced on the table
-my pre-teen 4 year old called me a not so nice word in spanish. what do you do when your children swear at you?
-brother danced on the table
-sister hit her brother
-brother danced in the table
-sister threw food on the floor
-sister pounds on the bedroom door when she's mad
now i'm pretty sure that ya'll are thinking i need help from Nanny 911 or how could i call myself a mother if this is how my children act. but now as i write it all down it's not as bad as i thought it was in the mo
and in my defence it's Tuesday.
we're making cookies now and watching scooby-doo

i have the best children in the world.

my baby's birthday

i'm not sure what points in life that make a mother feel like she needs to be grown up. at least that she is no longer a teen. i avoid the word old for the sake of those whose years proceed mine who i do not consider old but they definaly have themselves put together like the women i have previously spoke of.
Well tomorrow my baby turns four and i'm sure that that so some might seem like a small thing and i'm sure with each of so many birthday celebrations i will feel equaly grown up and perhaps the anxioty will increase who knows perhaps it will lessen and i can imagine that as my other children turn old it won't be as intense but perhaps with my youngest no wonder the poor middle children feel so left out they can't even cause a mid life crisis for thier lovely parents!

i've been neglecting my blog sometimes some balls must fall. never the less this is what has been taking up my time my amazing family. everything from finding the perfect tree to traveling to utah to see the lights and visit friends and family. how bless we all are.

trim the tree