tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50615232666230290222024-03-05T00:08:08.297-08:00don't expect much I'm freak'n hilariouswife, mother, x-kindergarten teacher, current 4th grade teacher! I'm just glad to have a place to share my adventures!the nice onehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15546365418293538572noreply@blogger.comBlogger455125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061523266623029022.post-38925474707703501012016-03-07T16:38:00.001-08:002016-03-07T16:38:02.049-08:00I love you mom!!I'm so blessed with wonderful children. My youngest, MrP, (<a href="http://2denice-or-not2de.blogspot.com/2013/04/this-is-not-competition.html">you may have read about him before)</a> Any I'm pretty sure his favorite thing to say is "Mom, I love you". It makes me smile every time. I hope he never out grows his love for always telling me he loves me. the nice onehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15546365418293538572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061523266623029022.post-84821502403388602412016-02-29T16:45:00.001-08:002016-02-29T16:46:06.219-08:00Grocery Shopping Dilema<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #351c75;"><span style="font-size: large;"> As a teacher payday is once a month and to help save money and time I do most of my grocery shopping once a month. </span></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75;"><span style="font-size: large;"> As you can imagine the last week of the month before payday food, mostly snacks and junk foods, are a little scarce around our home. I try to be a fun mom and buy a variety of food. I always try and keep it pretty healthy with lots of grains, fruits and veggies. </span></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75;"><span style="font-size: large;"> Okay so here is the problem. As soon as I fill the cupboards with food my children turn into little piggies. They could devour a box of granola bars in an afternoon, a bag of cuties in a weekend, a box of GoGurt in a day, a bag of chips in 5 minutes, a bag or baby carrots in an hour, a bag of trail mix in a morning, a case of pudding in 3 days...</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75;"><span style="font-size: large;"> You get the idea. I am sure I could set more limits and be the food police but I don't want to. It's not like they are eating a lot of junk it's just that they are eating A LOT. </span></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75;"><span style="font-size: large;"> I am not really looking for suggestions to fix the problem. I'm only wondering if it's just my kids or if this is common outside my home. </span></span>the nice onehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15546365418293538572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061523266623029022.post-61782110817204293042016-02-24T16:53:00.000-08:002016-02-24T16:53:00.639-08:00whole heart<span style="color: purple;"> I ponder sometimes the idea of church and state. I am entrusted this year with 19, nine and ten year old, children. The care that I have to give and provide for them is different then kindergartners but also very much the same. Last night as I was having a hard time sleeping thoughts of them kept me awake...</span><br />
<span style="color: purple;"> Am I doing my best for them? What more can I do to help them? How can I use the precious time that I have to teach them wisely? What do they each need? How can I give them what they need? What is most important? The list goes on and on. But the thought kept coming back to me that I need to pray for them, not as a whole but one by one, by name. And so I began to pour out my whole heart to the Lord in regards to the children in my classroom. Eventually I was able to sleep again, and as a result gain enough strength to make it though another day in fourth grade. </span><br />
<span style="color: purple;"> Wouldn't it be wonderful if I could say that all my questions were answered and that I know just what to do with and for each student in my class? But alas No. I can however say that I felt gentle nudges throughout the day to do somethings differently. To spend more time on subjects that I had not before emphasized. I felt strength to be a little more patience as I explained subjects to them a few extra times. I was prompted to say things different. Most of all I felt a greater love for my students. </span><br />
<span style="color: purple;"> I am not sure why I felt the need to share this today, but I know that I am not the only teacher who loves her students. That's part of being a teacher, to give our days, nights, and hearts to the children that we are entrusted with each and every year. </span><br />
the nice onehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15546365418293538572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061523266623029022.post-70302489376596997662016-02-14T13:00:00.000-08:002016-02-14T13:00:27.060-08:00Family history-A Protection<span style="font-size: small;">At church I have been giving the responsibility to help people find and learn about their ancestors. Some weeks are really great and other weeks I feel like I have nothing to offer the students in my class. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">We use a wide range of websites and resources to accomplish this amazing and rewarding work. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"> <a href="http://www.familysearch.org/">www.familysearch.org</a> is the main go to website from which all the others connect or stem. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">This week we explored a little on <a href="http://ancestry.com/">Ancestry.com</a>, <a href="http://kinmapper.com/">kinmapper.com</a> and a fun app called Hope Chest. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Family History is so amazing and can bless our lives in ways we never knew!</span>the nice onehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15546365418293538572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061523266623029022.post-88979114877224054912016-02-10T19:12:00.001-08:002016-02-10T19:12:21.010-08:00Time log7:40 pm mr.p asks if we can just go to bed<div>7:43 changed in to pjs </div><div>7:44 made it to the toilet in the niche of time- vomit! "That's gusting mom"</div><div>7:45 change pjs</div><div>7:47 find new blankets for bed</div><div>7:50 request for mom to snuggle "niggle wit me mom"</div><div>7:53 mr.p is officially passed out. Poor little dude.</div>the nice onehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15546365418293538572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061523266623029022.post-88741216374464746482016-02-08T18:17:00.002-08:002016-02-08T18:17:41.182-08:00Too LongIt's been too long since I have posted anything here. I am making a new start to keep up with the fun exciting mess that is my life. I am sad to say I have no great stories to share today, but instead am just putting a time stamp here to remind myself of this commitment. I'll be back soon. the nice onehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15546365418293538572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061523266623029022.post-68607843379052883752014-08-04T08:45:00.002-07:002014-08-04T08:45:25.166-07:00Coolest 3 year old ever!MsTay woke up this morning came down stairs gave me a hug and said "Mom we should pick up the big stuff around the house so we can vacuum this morning." And then she helped me pick up the house and vacuum. the nice onehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15546365418293538572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061523266623029022.post-10568428161210215882014-05-17T21:09:00.001-07:002014-05-17T21:09:49.609-07:00Help Wanted<i>Day One</i><div><i> </i></div><div><i>So as an incentive or because I maybe a little crazy I posted this sign on my front door this morning. Printed off a few applications and gave them to Gus and Handsome. We are reviewing applicants and will be scheduling interviews soon.</i></div><div><i><br></i><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyutFeqAhXXIomdUxGWss6Zu55a7GOU07nofDtAC3_rf1jm7Tz1FzaTRjBl5GJfhFs7OOl-B8e6QwjvR1qRh6d1ggm2kqw2MBxXVPTr8k36FS430dH7lhyphenhyphenL-StC-MiDTT77QPeg_3hi973/s640/blogger-image--1644121068.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><i><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyutFeqAhXXIomdUxGWss6Zu55a7GOU07nofDtAC3_rf1jm7Tz1FzaTRjBl5GJfhFs7OOl-B8e6QwjvR1qRh6d1ggm2kqw2MBxXVPTr8k36FS430dH7lhyphenhyphenL-StC-MiDTT77QPeg_3hi973/s640/blogger-image--1644121068.jpg"></i></a></div></div>the nice onehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15546365418293538572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061523266623029022.post-28743729460841874192013-07-12T07:44:00.001-07:002013-07-12T07:44:15.226-07:00Early morning cuddle<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfbFpeK2ogvuDsJ-_p8t1qNOWHGi3LuXvSboZblml58n1jenAGoPdy643OxUAD4dMV3APgn5Tn6uTqU2RLBXsEO2IqK3CQHXbR6-mgp2pzpGeaqeEHwb9IOQp2Y1Omeq3U5yf5Tms7DK1o/s640/blogger-image-1650744622.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfbFpeK2ogvuDsJ-_p8t1qNOWHGi3LuXvSboZblml58n1jenAGoPdy643OxUAD4dMV3APgn5Tn6uTqU2RLBXsEO2IqK3CQHXbR6-mgp2pzpGeaqeEHwb9IOQp2Y1Omeq3U5yf5Tms7DK1o/s640/blogger-image-1650744622.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEite7IGXAIuo2eGLLMHOZtq11n9t_0gntJYBlZqArsSk0n2y2o1J6Ccmn5hyBcMi93maV0zg9tIT7KuQTcGkrRk9doOPpwodHDN0FvwGs5YNFSQP_7NEKwsHCWaV__GKxbkp3oe1JjgoAIy/s640/blogger-image-1723844888.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEite7IGXAIuo2eGLLMHOZtq11n9t_0gntJYBlZqArsSk0n2y2o1J6Ccmn5hyBcMi93maV0zg9tIT7KuQTcGkrRk9doOPpwodHDN0FvwGs5YNFSQP_7NEKwsHCWaV__GKxbkp3oe1JjgoAIy/s640/blogger-image-1723844888.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC_ReNzVxOndd5pUSa5EUOrs8PmQ_zU18DJANiLj7vbUtahWVx1gvCrXCakSsoQKIWAlXhp67aArVe_K8j6BhFXURMYabx2PvnId3Um28urjbUf66VptzA-HTHcSJjnnr7B4yWhqrpJSMF/s640/blogger-image--1631558665.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC_ReNzVxOndd5pUSa5EUOrs8PmQ_zU18DJANiLj7vbUtahWVx1gvCrXCakSsoQKIWAlXhp67aArVe_K8j6BhFXURMYabx2PvnId3Um28urjbUf66VptzA-HTHcSJjnnr7B4yWhqrpJSMF/s640/blogger-image--1631558665.jpg"></a></div>the nice onehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15546365418293538572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061523266623029022.post-39018066202119853342013-07-08T20:57:00.001-07:002013-07-08T20:57:51.717-07:00Question for daddyMe-MsTay has a question for you dad.<div>Dad-What's your question MsTay?</div><div>MsTay-Silence</div><div>Me-She wants to know if we can go swimming tomorrow?</div><div>Dad- yeah we can go swimming tomorrow.</div><div>MsTay-YEA!!</div>the nice onehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15546365418293538572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061523266623029022.post-34096191354177837562013-07-04T07:34:00.001-07:002013-07-04T07:34:27.221-07:00No more PopsiclesNot a problem here MsTay will just have a frozen corn dog. 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Green or more specifically, make MsTay green! The other night as I am feeding mr.p and my love is channel surfing MsTay snuck away. After a few minutes of her missing my love went searching to find this.<br />
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So MsTay was taken to the bath. I went to see the damage in the kitchen and what the mess was exactly. </div>
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Yellow and blue food coloring. The next pic is my favorite</div>
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the nice onehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15546365418293538572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061523266623029022.post-30102359205941159662013-06-19T07:53:00.000-07:002013-06-19T07:53:07.236-07:00How cool am I?<span style="color: #741b47;">Last night while blogging about potty training, MsTay snuck out of her bed to the bathroom for a little BM, then proceeded to fill the toilet with toilet paper, and why not put half the roll in the shower as well. Then went back upstairs to bed. I being the awesome Gus informed me that MsTay had poo in her bed. GROSS! I know, well despite all the TP she was still was in grave need of a bath. </span><br />
<span style="color: #741b47;">Mixed feeling here however...</span><br />
<span style="color: #741b47;"> GROSS! </span><br />
<span style="color: #741b47;">Yeah she used the potty!! </span><br />
<span style="color: #741b47;">But mostly GROSS!!</span>the nice onehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15546365418293538572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061523266623029022.post-42655731042781126902013-06-18T21:36:00.002-07:002013-06-18T21:36:21.197-07:00Potty Taining is not unlike Childbirth <span style="color: #741b47;"><span style="font-size: small;">Last Sunday night we put the last diaper that we had on MsTay. She told her the diapers were all gone so she was going to have to be a big girl now and use the potty. Oh a little back story two days before I threw a little fit, told my love to buy some more diapers because I didn't have the patience to deal with potty training little miss because she does this not so cute thing of ignoring me. I didn't realized that a two year old could have such great selective hearing. But after two days of changing diapers again I guess I build up my courage to get it done.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #741b47;"><span style="font-size: small;"> So Monday No Diapers! For the most part it was a pretty good day. Tuesday even better. Wednesday Great!! Each of those days we went to lunch in the park and took about an hour drive and had no problems. Thursday and Friday were even better, we'd gotten over the uncertainty of the BM and she was doing super. Saturday was AWESOME! No accidents, 4 hours out of the house, great self control! I really thought we had this thing in the bag. </span></span><br />
<span style="color: #741b47;"><span style="font-size: small;">Sunday I was a little worried, mostly because she was going to be in nursery for two hours with out mom. But she did great, asked to use the potty a couple of times but never actually went. Baby steps right? Yesterday another good day. </span></span><br />
<span style="color: #741b47;"><span style="font-size: small;">TODAY not so much, there was no success today, correction Gus said there was success after she wet her pants and then we put her on the potty. I guess I'm miss pessimistic, wet pants are wet pants! Grrrr! Tomorrow is a new day but I was very very tempted today to break down and re-diaper her.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47;"><span style="font-size: small;">So how you might ask is Potty Training like Childbirth?</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #741b47;"><span style="font-size: small;"> 1. You forget between children how hard it really is</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #741b47;"><span style="font-size: small;"> 2. Every child is different</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #741b47;"><span style="font-size: small;"> 3. You can read every book, article, blog, etc about it and still feel completely unprepared</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #741b47;"><span style="font-size: small;"> 4. It is inevitable, you can't just not do it, there is a point of no return</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #741b47;"><span style="font-size: small;"> 5. Everyone wants to tell you "their" story</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #741b47;"><span style="font-size: small;"> 6. The process is very messy</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #741b47;"><span style="font-size: small;"> 7. Men really don't understand ( I love ya love!!)</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #741b47;"><span style="font-size: small;"> 8. It's quite the emotional roller-coaster</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #741b47;"><span style="font-size: small;"> 9. There is so much involved in such a "simple" process</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #741b47;"><span style="font-size: small;">10 Finally in the end it's all worth it!! </span></span>the nice onehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15546365418293538572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061523266623029022.post-54744979637193014242013-06-15T15:40:00.001-07:002013-07-04T07:27:30.480-07:00Swim-a-thonResults are in Gus and Handsome participated in a swim-a-thin for their swim team to earn money for new suits and other swimming equipment. They did a super job. Handsome swam 22 laps and Gus swam 23. Both well over a half of a mile. Good work little fish!the nice onehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15546365418293538572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061523266623029022.post-55055420562684905012013-06-15T15:39:00.001-07:002013-06-15T15:39:40.565-07:00MsTay's check upThanks to Doc McStuffins MsTay knows all about checkups. Last week at Mr.P's appointment she was quite entertained by the whole process. Hoping for a relatively easy appointment for her. We talked about what would happen, the doc would check her eyes, ears, listen to her heart, weigh and measure her. No shots just a check up. Despite all the prep it was still pretty traumatic poor girl. Her final stats 34 3/4 inches and 31 lb 9 oz. and a super cool hello kitty sticker.<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmx-XsraiqNPmzzcU9-8VwLVu8xUlmISOF0ukLFq2uCsuKynV8J7jhs1WD3zv_6qNCbGnSS7hD_Yve24VTHBZgcmn5y5YhndZAiHsUqBRtLpOy1-uTDODDRIAMyC5bgLsEklijyw3GhdbC/s640/blogger-image-1832762904.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmx-XsraiqNPmzzcU9-8VwLVu8xUlmISOF0ukLFq2uCsuKynV8J7jhs1WD3zv_6qNCbGnSS7hD_Yve24VTHBZgcmn5y5YhndZAiHsUqBRtLpOy1-uTDODDRIAMyC5bgLsEklijyw3GhdbC/s640/blogger-image-1832762904.jpg"></a></div> the nice onehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15546365418293538572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061523266623029022.post-47717567367367980602013-06-15T15:10:00.001-07:002013-06-15T15:10:51.339-07:00Good nights!No bragging and doubting if I should share for fear of jinxing a good thing but I just can't contain myself. Mr.P has slept 7 hours straight for the last two nights! <div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPmCA6OL-WL5wnntIPA_FQVoP03x2TZ27IJdiu6Rj2in_6agbPQfJEXMrSgfif6rSg7VAGPFA7xkqwX17i4bcjYKWRkyGXBl1bADzR2MJRvFgVf2YL3J2IVvcd6Pr_qSsGSVDJ-VJsMMPM/s640/blogger-image--304214214.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPmCA6OL-WL5wnntIPA_FQVoP03x2TZ27IJdiu6Rj2in_6agbPQfJEXMrSgfif6rSg7VAGPFA7xkqwX17i4bcjYKWRkyGXBl1bADzR2MJRvFgVf2YL3J2IVvcd6Pr_qSsGSVDJ-VJsMMPM/s640/blogger-image--304214214.jpg"></a></div>the nice onehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15546365418293538572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061523266623029022.post-1250868915321094232013-06-15T15:07:00.001-07:002013-06-15T15:07:49.976-07:00SLC TripAs a gift to each grandkid, grandma and grandpa s take them to temple square for their 8th birthday and pre baptism. Well Handsomest trip was last week. He had a great time not only got to go to temple square but also went to thanksgiving point to visit the dinosaur museum. 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font-size: medium; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; ">Two month check up went okay today. He weighs 12 lb 1 oz and is 24 inches long. I asked about the goopy eye dr said most likely a tear duct that is closed but should resolve itself. I also asked about only one BM a week and he told me to give him a little prune juice to see if it would help. Mr.P got 5 shots today. Poor little guy. He's a trooper.</span><br style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: medium; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; "><br style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: medium; -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; "><br>the nice onehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15546365418293538572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061523266623029022.post-80307614963187519222013-06-06T06:03:00.001-07:002013-06-06T06:03:35.651-07:00Note to SelfDon't put eggs on the bottom shelf of the refrigerator... You have a curious and slightly mischievous<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg9DTzqmvA7qr1qpU1JqXqLGo4xgcIVCBKEh6qbaNquVpPbElANP9ruy_zO9Ta1iL3YoXDSHKvcoV1aSoe0vBAHX-Uz-lynqKy1pp1uWFnEO4xG3FdjGe1h2nbLiSUdPBXeyKp2gKM72qM/s640/blogger-image-1205900973.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg9DTzqmvA7qr1qpU1JqXqLGo4xgcIVCBKEh6qbaNquVpPbElANP9ruy_zO9Ta1iL3YoXDSHKvcoV1aSoe0vBAHX-Uz-lynqKy1pp1uWFnEO4xG3FdjGe1h2nbLiSUdPBXeyKp2gKM72qM/s640/blogger-image-1205900973.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaZ3zuf7SQj3rQZg2imOH5OgMHGYJZ7ClDw0hARuh7fvZpT0jAiobx1pk6e6G4bUHw98IGgFKBbaBuo1LKKnnjS-iDbFHS_lYK2hfep75IaWbU-WY5T5y2D9lp3mNo6mmAqifVY2gNGtpE/s640/blogger-image-1864185450.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaZ3zuf7SQj3rQZg2imOH5OgMHGYJZ7ClDw0hARuh7fvZpT0jAiobx1pk6e6G4bUHw98IGgFKBbaBuo1LKKnnjS-iDbFHS_lYK2hfep75IaWbU-WY5T5y2D9lp3mNo6mmAqifVY2gNGtpE/s640/blogger-image-1864185450.jpg"></a></div> two year old who loves Easter!the nice onehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15546365418293538572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061523266623029022.post-70274426937490966662013-05-27T19:00:00.001-07:002013-05-27T19:00:26.846-07:00Principal for the DayAs an incentive for good behavior at our school, teachers give out tickets when students do good things. For example: pick up trash, share, help someone, be honest, complete work, etc. Then ever 6 weeks or so they can purchase items from the Pride Store. In the past we've gotten lip gloss, Legos, fluffy pillows, a basketball, notebooks. The students really enjoy it. At the end of the year students can purchase special items including an extra recess, a pizza party or being principal for the day. Principal for the day is a pretty big ticket item, 40 tickets! Well Gus decided she wanted to spend her tickets on this big prize. As part of the day the student principal helps in the office, has recess duty, answers phones, and reads to students. Gus was lucky enough to come to kindergarten to read. She did a super job with the whole day and the real principal was very impressed with her. She made her mama proud!<div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOd2loplkn4OOZzhZ_wuCifRVLU7_TJ8unj6T2nlpLjEGCTpzPkwiK6NCO-Kang7PpldLl1fzJV7Y9CTiNjHNzeb4-HSND83tDhzsDIE37SxAszEzdfEGjobI_qJmW8SnbmZEnpzbvJdOF/s640/blogger-image--1455594715.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOd2loplkn4OOZzhZ_wuCifRVLU7_TJ8unj6T2nlpLjEGCTpzPkwiK6NCO-Kang7PpldLl1fzJV7Y9CTiNjHNzeb4-HSND83tDhzsDIE37SxAszEzdfEGjobI_qJmW8SnbmZEnpzbvJdOF/s640/blogger-image--1455594715.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl72MSo4CRZ8gxKlnG9keSJbpThYbnrV2aE2sIcEiO22DCHDa3JXy-wrCyldsRTk2-gpQccn_8sDAyn1fuvTSZHSD2iw8MbGGVKJ3oIQd3gK8jtCO3yS39V4aVxpA72-l38bqk8C_zAAoe/s640/blogger-image--1118751742.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl72MSo4CRZ8gxKlnG9keSJbpThYbnrV2aE2sIcEiO22DCHDa3JXy-wrCyldsRTk2-gpQccn_8sDAyn1fuvTSZHSD2iw8MbGGVKJ3oIQd3gK8jtCO3yS39V4aVxpA72-l38bqk8C_zAAoe/s640/blogger-image--1118751742.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRuhVfBd6o93xRCNVKBSpsfSIPKIEZpOqWKdgAJ_Xyj5dJANS95bBWn9E7XkCEiojWcQkZUpNHIJhxKpsuV60H_EiEq7dqQT7tWBFf2hnJhJSDL4VVUqnRMBmOIKpzFCq49Xwf88Pu0eFz/s640/blogger-image--1598566447.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRuhVfBd6o93xRCNVKBSpsfSIPKIEZpOqWKdgAJ_Xyj5dJANS95bBWn9E7XkCEiojWcQkZUpNHIJhxKpsuV60H_EiEq7dqQT7tWBFf2hnJhJSDL4VVUqnRMBmOIKpzFCq49Xwf88Pu0eFz/s640/blogger-image--1598566447.jpg"></a></div><br></div>the nice onehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15546365418293538572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061523266623029022.post-26099868008574806352013-05-11T10:06:00.001-07:002013-05-11T10:06:20.159-07:00Oh poop!This is an odd post I know but it is what it is. So each of my children have gone through a period of not pooping for several days. Mr.P has now enter that stage. It is always a little concerning to the point that I spend lots of time reading articles about baby poop, messaging little bellies and anticipating the moment of the giant poo and inevitably a very big mess and complete outfit change. And of course it always happens in the least convenient places, like the sonic parking lot! <div>I take a sigh of relief and put on the plastic gloves to my elbows. I warned you this was a strange post.</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNC2itCCb5YnBkKkiGlO4uJY7vLZ0EoR-eKzhziiXL8yWNhm4cOkGVyY8dbOz6a4DRGnUpyfUUij6OdBZ5_5SAf7VzICkXU9f98H5QQ8zFcAjnFWcfnNUCw7jNlDwe-9AImEx6hsgxD_Q2/s640/blogger-image-403109916.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNC2itCCb5YnBkKkiGlO4uJY7vLZ0EoR-eKzhziiXL8yWNhm4cOkGVyY8dbOz6a4DRGnUpyfUUij6OdBZ5_5SAf7VzICkXU9f98H5QQ8zFcAjnFWcfnNUCw7jNlDwe-9AImEx6hsgxD_Q2/s640/blogger-image-403109916.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib7zSpj1930Zju20GrIueEcjhwrDljDurFykI3jruNFxKS5gigoER30sDWqqogS6l4vL0c5E4ZzdOf_j8aVKUAjViZhJE8UMKPVFWW5tFYIHqrvN3xxn0Whb1aPQUeSz8DVdr7jopqyXqH/s640/blogger-image--340334110.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib7zSpj1930Zju20GrIueEcjhwrDljDurFykI3jruNFxKS5gigoER30sDWqqogS6l4vL0c5E4ZzdOf_j8aVKUAjViZhJE8UMKPVFWW5tFYIHqrvN3xxn0Whb1aPQUeSz8DVdr7jopqyXqH/s640/blogger-image--340334110.jpg"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div></a></div><br></div>the nice onehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15546365418293538572noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5061523266623029022.post-43174792774197024222013-05-09T12:18:00.001-07:002013-05-09T12:18:45.516-07:00A little gardeningWe are still in the clearing stage of gardening so today I thought we'd tackle the second half of the job. MsTay wanted to help of course. Mr.P hung out in the bouncy chair beside the garden. But that was not far enough away to escape MsTay's flying dirt. <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6utAqNeudsVJ3v3r93SgqXQwp0cdo8WJUhASCs1BZKuvHdc3MK7O27-mGXJ7OmSL4wQMwPjyKZaWpXsLTTqqZuVoZ5AUPTSnFdxeTnodjojI8YyMCCu3IY9_ye4PgKQUClVIOBG-iJepo/s640/blogger-image--213361460.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6utAqNeudsVJ3v3r93SgqXQwp0cdo8WJUhASCs1BZKuvHdc3MK7O27-mGXJ7OmSL4wQMwPjyKZaWpXsLTTqqZuVoZ5AUPTSnFdxeTnodjojI8YyMCCu3IY9_ye4PgKQUClVIOBG-iJepo/s640/blogger-image--213361460.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPVGUIHNcxt0WwdFL2Kwblu6-HJLuxDpEqYvyf4jLFBJVobGAvZ_Aaoal7ljejQWJg559tusm6HAHGQzUqdyBF5LuUehTtxHZkI3mZU0YaEW6-3Lwl2qN1suQxlf-3sE_8l1pwzX3NylFC/s640/blogger-image--706760002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPVGUIHNcxt0WwdFL2Kwblu6-HJLuxDpEqYvyf4jLFBJVobGAvZ_Aaoal7ljejQWJg559tusm6HAHGQzUqdyBF5LuUehTtxHZkI3mZU0YaEW6-3Lwl2qN1suQxlf-3sE_8l1pwzX3NylFC/s640/blogger-image--706760002.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguwE8es9gZoesJYgFNOvcuT0LrCSGyWBAMZgoNagWBWfAJoDZqDg9D9an-b239K_2KHGLO6X-GI8DcRNIbBtU8EMtk1x5FY6hqB-Wk5mBX3SjWcD-nb4EpT2MC4Qjz8MXJcNklI87lKvHt/s640/blogger-image-207891727.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguwE8es9gZoesJYgFNOvcuT0LrCSGyWBAMZgoNagWBWfAJoDZqDg9D9an-b239K_2KHGLO6X-GI8DcRNIbBtU8EMtk1x5FY6hqB-Wk5mBX3SjWcD-nb4EpT2MC4Qjz8MXJcNklI87lKvHt/s640/blogger-image-207891727.jpg" /></a></div>the nice onehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15546365418293538572noreply@blogger.com0