Monday, January 25, 2010

So Long, LoveSac!


Sadly we had to say good-bye to our HUGE LoveSac yesterday.

Tucker has loved the concept of LoveSac since it's inception. Back in college, he was friends with the guy who started the company. We had one of the first LoveSacs back in 1999. It was pleather, and it was green and white. When we moved from Utah to CA, we didn't bring it with us. And Tucker was sad.

So almost four years ago, I was pregnant with Peyton and had the other two girls with me at Costco. Randomly there was a LoveSac on with a microsuede washable cover on clearance for $250 (now selling for nearly $700). My pregnant self bought it and somehow shoved it in the van (honestly, it is HUGE, I don't know how I did that) as a surprise for Tucker.

And ever since then, it has bugged me. I mean, I LOVE the concept. And the kids have totally loved it. But it just eats up any room in our house it we've tried it in. It takes up precious square footage in our shrinking home. So we finally made the decision to sell it on Craigslist.

So, when we broke the news to our girls that someone would be by to get the LoveSac from us, they were SO upset! Tears and pleads to keep it! We really reconsidered after seeing their reaction!

But when we told them the ($160) money could possibly go toward a Wii instead, that helped! They were so funny. When we told them how much they were giving us for it, they honestly thought we'd be RICH with that much money. LOL. I wish!

So long, LoveSac! Enjoy your new home!


Sunday, January 24, 2010

Belle


We've had our little Chihuhua-Pomeranian mix (and who knows what else) dog Belle for coming up on 5 years. Besides some shedding, she is a perfect dog! She hardly barks, she doesn't chew anything and she is extremely good with our kids.

The girls love her soooo much. They fight over who gets to sit by her, hold her and sleep with her. Lexi cries if Belle happens to walk across the street because she's afraid she'll get lost. They hate leaving her behind when we go anywhere.

It's really cute. I love checking on the girls in the morning when I get up and seeing who Belle chose to snuggle with that night.

But really, as good as she is with our girls, she is obsessed with Tucker and I. Her love for us is undying!

I had so many reservations about the committment of a dog. Especially finding the RIGHT dog and the right fit for our family. At first, when my kids were a lot younger, I admit it often felt like yet another thing to care for. But now the relationship they've formed with Belle is priceless and I find myself dreading the day she dies!

She was supposedly four years old when we got her, which would make her nearing 9 years old now. She is showing some signs of aging...like, it's hard for her to jump up on the furniture. It takes her a few tries. I think she has arthritis. And she's pickier about her food, having had lots of teeth pulled.

She absolutely hates if Tucker goes on a run and doesn't take her. She will literally cry and whine the whole time he's gone if she seems him leave with his running shoes! He doesn't mind taking her....except the part where she has to stop to pee on the first 10 lawns they pass!

I want to remember these little things about little Belle and have my girls remember too. We love you Belle!

I wish I could do as sweet of a post about our cat. But for some reason, I cannot even pretend to do that. Sorry kitty-with-no-name (except for Peyton who calls her "Sarafina" from Princess and the Pauper).


Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Hooray for Short Weeks!

Mrs. Robinson/ Mrs. Maxfield's Class


Quite possibly I'm on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

What's been hard:
  • There are a couple kids in my class who literally should NOT be in kindergarten. They are PRE-pre-school, seriously. They are making me want to pull my hair out and are really ruining it for the others. Then, what makes me feel bad is I feel like a horrible teacher for not being able to "fix" it.
  • My house is a bomb. Two parents working full-time equals NO ONE doing the home-duties.
  • Keeping up with my own childrens' homework, projects, dance and piano.
  • Having just normal, fun family time. (we really try to do this at dinner, at least some good conversation)
  • Eating healthy. All this stress makes me want to binge.


What's made it even harder:
  • ALL DAY KINDERGARTEN! Should literally be illegal. That mixed with NO help or aides. Mixed with 25 kids. Whew.
  • Speaking of all day Kinder....this whole week has been RAINY DAY. Which means hardly ANY break for teachers!
  • Having a psychotic three year old. Peyton throws tantrums at everything. Won't do ANYTHING she's asked. And changes clothes 40 times per day, which means there are clothes in every corner of the house.
  • I have NOOOOO time. No time for myself, or to research teaching tips on the internet, or to clean my house. I guess it's the life of the working parent. Weekend are precious. (I just wonder if this is really how I could survive forever.)
  • Tucker has been so busy doing to diff businesses, and I'm gone from 7:15-4:30....so it feels like no one is "manning the house". NOT how it should be.
  • Emails from our Superintendent stating the DIRE circumstances of our district - financially.


The Blessings in Spite of it All:
  • I'm not in Haiti (bless those souls).
  • Someone literally almost backed over Jordyn in the dance class parking lot today. I watched and screamed in my car (no use) and somehow (angels) the trucked stopped just in time. Thank you LORD!!!
  • My parents are able to help with Peyton so much! And even my prego sister too! Family is the best.
  • My children are kind, well-behaved and quick learners at school. (Whew! What a relief as a parent AND a teacher).
  • We have a warm home in the pouring rain.
  • Eventually, night time will come, the children will nestle in their beds....and there will be momentary peace.

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Something cute:
Pey was V.I.P. at preschool recently (Very Important Person). Here she is showing her Zhu Zhu pet at school. Looking so cute and shy!



Something funny:
Check out this package. Tucker's parents were so kind to send us Christmas gifts since we didn't make it to UT this year for the holidays. But where else than a SMALL town could you receive a package with no address? LOL. We got a good laugh out of it!


Tuesday, January 12, 2010

2nd Day Blues

I probably need to start a separate teaching blog for all these thoughts! But until I find that time, here my thoughts will lie.

Today was a hard day. I'm trying not to be too hard on myself since I am on day 2 of 70 teaching days. So I'll make some bullet points of the good and the bad (which might also include the ugly!):

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The Good:
The high school aide who comes in to help me twice a week (too bad it's when the kids are already gone!) spend 90 minutes cutting out paper umbrellas! She saved me SOOOO much time!

My parents took Pey last minute this afternoon and then spent an hour listening to me rant about my day. My sick mom even made me a snack because she did the mom-mind-reading thing and knew I was hungry!

Some of the really nice teachers sincerely offered to help me whenever I need it.

Little Sydney told me she liked my hair.

I was able to love and encourage 25 little kids today.

One of the tougher, sometimes mean children totally ROCKED his math today! I was so happy for him.

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The Bad:
Two little girls peed their pants today. As I walked away to write a note for the nurse, the class got out of control!

I felt invisible today, like no one heard a word I said.

Started raining and I had to miss part of my lunch to go get the kids.

I was totally and utterly confused setting up the five independent centers today. Just thinking about our rotation time gives me anxiety and a headache.

I attended a sound off about the budget. All of the options for the future of our district are disgusting and sickening. The government totally sucks when it comes to education. Sorry, but it's true.

Afterschool, I laid my head in my hands and contemplated backing out. Am I in over my head? Can I really do this? Why do others think I'm so capable when I feel totally inadequate?

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But I'm not a quitter and I'll do it even if it kills me off! So I'm trying to believe all the teachers who say "It'll get better".

And if one other person refers to "how easy" it sounds to teach kindergarten, I might fall over dead.

Off to bed so I can start again tomorrow!



Saturday, January 09, 2010

Thank You

Thanks for the kind words in response to my last post! It brought tears to my eyes and I really appreciate the encouragement!

Love,

Thursday, January 07, 2010

Teaching Babble

For months now, I've been anxiously preparing to start my long term sub assignment. I've been thinking, researching, reading and listening to all I can.....trying to find ways I can be most effective for these Kindergarteners. I have tips on lining up, on behavior charts, on taking roll, on teaching phonemes, on communicating with parents, and on potty breaks.

But it still doesn't feel like enough.

I honestly feel like I could never prepare enough because so much of it you just HAVE to experience and learn along the way. A lot like parenthood.

It's so easy for me to compare myself with veteran teachers and feel so inadequate. I feel like people look at me like "ha, you don't know what you're getting into" or "you are so naive". Even if they're not thinking that, I assume they are.

So I'm like a sponge. I look at everything other teachers do and want to take bits and pieces of them and put them together until it looks like my style. I'm trying to soak up so much, that things are falling out of my brain. But I just want to do SUCH A GOOD JOB. For the sake of these precious kids, I don't want to screw up their Kindergarten year!

Through all my inadequacies, I have learned to trust my instinct. (Isn't that a lesson we learn over and over?). I have learned to be authentic and true to myself and not do something just because that's how the other teachers seem to do it.

I have some specific philosophies and they all revolve around the individuality of each child AND family. All too often I hear teachers complain about the families. Either they are too pushy and involved, OR (and this is most common) they are too uninvolved. But I always wonder....have you taught, trained and guided these (many times brand new) parents as to their role in their child's education?

It may seem obvious, but often times it's not. The classroom is foreign and intimidating to many parents. New parents often wait for the teacher to take the lead. Parents are also hungry to know what the teacher thinks of their child. I mean, the teacher gets to see their child in comparison to hundreds of other kids, for heaven's sake! A parent often wonders where does my child fall on the spectrum.

But so often, teachers are so caught up in the curriculum and the meetings that they don't realize how much the parents need to be taught, trained and guided. And encouraged!

So here's an example from yesterday that has weighed on my mind:
A parent wanted to bring in cupcakes for her child's bday. Unfortunately the only time to do so was right before lunch (here's a huge pile of sugar kids!). Anyway, she showed up about 25 minutes early. The kids had just sat down for their math lesson. When the mom opened the door with all the party stuff, and two other kids with a big stroller, Mrs. R was very obviously taken aback. All she saw was "distraction!" walking in the door. She rushed to the door and told the mom (semi firmly) "You are way too early. I told you 11:30 and it is just after 11:00. You will need to come back in 20 minutes". The mom was obviously deflated a little bit. I mean, it was freezing outside and she had a 7 month old with her. But Mrs. R was not budging.

I, too, saw "distraction" just like Mrs. R. I mean, Kindergarteners can be distracted by a fly on the wall. BUT, let me tell you what ELSE I saw.....

I saw a mom who had just gotten a ride from her neighbor because she didn't have a car. I saw a mom who's second daughter walked in her big sister's classroom so proudly with her empty backpack in her arms. I saw a mom who had planned a little party down to the paper plates, napkins and drinks. I saw a mom who had heard her daughter talk about her "party" for a solid week straight with excitement. And then I saw a mom who didn't understand why she couldn't just wait in her daughter's warm classroom until the lesson was over. I didn't either.

I walked the mom down to the library had asked the librarian if she could wait there since it was so cold outside. When she came back 20 minutes later, we had a nice (rushed) party, and I stayed to help her clean up while Mrs. R walked the kids to the cafeteria. While we were cleaning up, the mom timidly asked me "How's Emma doing?". She wanted to know what WE thought of her daughter.

This situation caused a big dilemma inside of me. I asked a lot of questions of myself. Did I need to be more harsh? Did I need to be more firm? Does curriculum always trump feelings?

Finally I found my answer. No, no and no.

Maybe I would have let the mom sit at a side table with her other daughter and offered her some crayons until the Math lesson was over. Maybe I would have dealt with some distracted kids? Or maybe I would have decided that somehow, someway I would make up that math lesson later, even if it seemed impossible. I don't know. But I KNOW I would not have been able to de-personalize that mother. I am a mother (for the record, Mrs. R is not yet). I know what that mother put into that little bday party. I know what it took her to pack up her baby, big stroller and cupcakes. I know the sparkle she'd seen in Emma's eyes for days. And I saw the deflation in the mom's eyes when the only thing that mattered to the teacher is that she was "too early".

I don't know what my point is except that I cannot deny my need to connect with people and their feelings. I cannot omit this from my personality just to stick to a pacing guide of learning. So I'll just need to figure out a way to follow my heart AND the curriculum. Therein lies the challenge!



Shana and Tara!

It seems like life just gets busier and busier each year, and it gets harder to find time to do so many of the things I really want to do.....like spend time with old friends!

After Christmas I squeezed in an opportunity to drive up to Northern Cal and visit Shana and Tara. They live about 90 minutes apart, so I got about a half a day with each of them, but I loved every second of it!

First stop was Shana. She's in between homes right now and staying in a small place, so I just took Peyton with me on my adventure. Plus, I didn't want to overwhelm Shana and Derek with three wild kids when they're used to one baby! ha ha

Our visit was short, but wonderful. Having been friends for over 20 years, Shana feels like family to me. She holds a piece of my history and I love that our friendship has lasted. It's fun to welcome Shana into this adventure we call "Motherhood". She likes to pretend I have some wisdom in the area and trusts my limited advice!

It was fun to have Peyton play with baby Maren. They had a great time. Looks like you better get going on that sibling for Maren, Shana!




After my fun time with with Shana, Maren and Derek, I headed down to Stockton to see Tara. Tara recently moved home to Stockton with her three cute kids and I wanted to catch up on life and see her new house. After 31 years of friendship, Tara and I are absolutely family and there is not a phase of my life she is not connected to somehow. For such a short visit, we managed to fit a lot in by staying up till 3:30 am talking (something we learned from years of seeing our mothers do the same thing!). I cherish our friendship so, so much.

Before I headed back home, we stopped by her parents house. The Heinzens' house is a huge part of the grain of my childhood. Even down to the wallpaper, I can almost smell the memories and see them as if they were still in motion. It was so fun to see them for a bit!

I was absolutely mesmerized, yet again, by her dad's engineering skills. He built a zip line in their back yard and it was so fun to ride it....both for a three year old and an almost 33 year old!





Priceless memories!!


Wednesday, January 06, 2010

"Old-Fashioned" Popcorn



The other night for family night, I decided to show my kids how to make "old-fashioned" popcorn. My kids have only known popcorn nuked in the microwave. Which is so weird because I remember when we got our first microwave! I'm thinking I was around 7 or so?

Growing up, we had an air-popper. We melted butter in the small designated space on top of the popper, but my parents always ended up melting more because we loved it as buttery as can be! Yum.

So I lined the bottom of a bit pot with oil, dropped in the kernals and shook away! A few minutes later we had a TON of popcorn! I melted (an entire cube of) butter and drizzled it on top and, of course, topped it with salt! We were all in heaven! The kids loved my "old-fashioned" popcorn, buttery hands & all.

Sunday, January 03, 2010

MY Christmas Fun

I have been blessed my whole life to be an exceptionally healthy person. I hardly get sick and RARELY get sick enough to be down & out (with the exception of three hellish pregnancies).

But after Peyton was in the hospital two weeks before Christmas, I got sick. And it lasted for a couple weeks. Just mucusy, exhausted, head hurt, couldn't breathe...no matter what I did. This made it really hard to prepare for Christmas both at home and with Trinkets & Treasures where I had SO many custom orders to do for Christmas.

So I just couldn't really kick it. Then, on Christmas Eve I thought "Uh oh, I feel like I'm getting sick all over again!". By that night, I was dragging hard. In the middle of the night, I woke up to knives and fire in my throat so severely, I wanted to cry.

By the time I had to get up with the kids to see what Santa had brought, I could hardly care about anything! I couldn't talk because my throat was so on fire and so swollen. Tylenol and Ibuprofen literally didn't even take an edge off. I suspected strep throat and I wanted to panic because I KNEW I needed an antibiotic. But on Christmas I had only one option: The ER.

Yuck, I thought. Sitting in the ER sounded humanly impossible. But off I went because I knew I couldn't sit around for another week trying to kick it on my own. My immune system obviously needed some help.

So after two hours, I found myself in front of a nice doctor who confirmed the lesions on my throat and offered me a shot or a pill. "A shot would be great!". I'd never had one, but heard good things. So one painful shot later, I was home in bed. Absolutely miserable the rest of the day.

By 24 hours after the shot, I felt some improvement. Less pain and swelling. But by 36 hours after, I was literally a whole new person! I hadn't felt that good in WEEKS! A clear head, no pain and a clear nose. It was like a miracle.

Although I had a crappy Christmas day, the before and after have been great and I will probably always consider one of my greatest Christmas gifts of 2009 an antibiotic shot!

Saturday, January 02, 2010

Our Christmas.....Eve and Day

Christmas Eve

A nice, relaxing day. We stayed home this year and since we'd already had a big she-bang at my parents' house, we decided on a fun evening with the McLeods. After mulling over some ideas....like BBQ at home, ordering pizza....Lindy and I decided on a possible new tradition: In-N-Out! No mess, hassle free! So we took the kids to In-N-Out for some burgers and came home to chill.



We made cookies for Santa. I pretty much let the kids do it ALL. They had a great time! And then they played the Wii for a bit (thanks to Mike for bringing his since we don't have one yet....which Jordyn really thinks is strange).





And then the traditional jammies from Gam. She sent them home with us from Thanksgiving....and we promised we'd be back to celebrate some post-Christmas fun with our family in Utah....so we didn't take any other gifts home. Luckily we DID grab these because plans changed and we didn't end up going to UT.

Anyway, the girls looked so cute in their home-made pajamas from Gam. What a special tradition!


Here's a shot of the excited crew coming down the hallway to see what Santa brought!!


Santa always leaves a letter for the girls. This year, he even included a photo on it! Peyton is doing the forbidden act of holding "Elfie" our Elf on a Shelf friend. All month long, Elfie leaves at night to go report to Santa on how the girls were behaving and when they wake up in the morning, he is in a different spot. Oh how they LOVED finding him each morning! But the biggest rule is he can never be touched. Or else he'll lose his magical powers! The girls were SO good about keeping this rule. Once Christmas morning came, and Elfie was done with his job for the season, they were able to touch him and hold him for a bit!



Some of the fun things the girls got this year....Heelies, mp3 players, Razor scooters, a big white board, the game Guess Who, a finger puppet theatre, boots, and a Hello Kitty water dispenser and Gumball Machine.

At school, the girls get to do a shopping day where they bring a few dollars and shop for gifts for their family. I love letting them do this. I'm cheap and only give them one dollar per family member (it adds up!), but it's fun to see what they come up with. Lexi and Jordyn both got eachother the exact same lollipop! And they also both got me the same candle! They got a big kick out of that coincidence.



Here are the girls with their "Christmas Day Outfit" from Grandma and their Heelies (the shoes with a wheel in the back, which are hard at first, by the way!) And Tucker with his neck massager and new shirt. I got him a few shirts, a Blu Ray copy of Star Trek and this neck massager. He got me a beautiful tree shaped jewelry holder, a watch and a purse! We didn't over-indulge in gifts this year. Money is not in abundance this year, but our Christmas season was wonderful despite the fact.