Thursday, March 31, 2011

Cranky Girl

Well it has been a long week! Nick went out of town early Tuesday morning and got back last night. Normally Nick takes B to school but this week I had to get Brooklynn up a good hour before her normal time, which has left for a very cranky girl. I big thanks to Pops for picking B up at 6:45 (I had bus duty) and 7:00 the past two days and dropping her off at school. I wouldn't have made it to work on time otherwise!
Brooklynn has not been real happy the past two mornings and has had major breakdowns and crying fits. Things haven't been much better in the afternoons. That girl needs some sleep! I see some long naps in her future. I think I will need some recovery time as well!

Sunday, March 27, 2011

You Gotta Do What You Gotta Do!

Nick and I have been visiting several different churches over the past few months. Today we joined Westminister Presbyterian Church.

This morning was a little chaotic. We had to be at church at 8:30 to learn what it means to be Presbyterian, meet the elders, and fill out the necessary paper work before the 11:15 service.


Here is B enjoying her breakfast at 7:55. She was all ready to go and all I had to do was put on her new pretty purple dress and church shoes. Sound easy? Wrong! B absolutely refused to take off her pajama bottoms and wear her church shoes. She kept screaming that her shoes were too small, which they aren't. So I had two choices:

A. Force her into the proper clothes and deal with the melt down hoping that she would recover before we dropped her off at the nursery for 4 hours.

B. Let her wear her pj bottoms underneath her dress and red Crocs that are ironically two sizes too small.

As the minutes ticked off the clock, I did what any good mom would do and choose option B. Red Crocs are better than no shoes at all! After the service we went back to pick up B before meeting all the church members and she was having a blast with all her new friends singing, "The Wheels on the Bus." I felt a little silly holding my daughter with her pretty purple dress, pajama pants, and red Crocs at the meet and greet but anyone with a two year old will understand. You gotta do what you gotta do!

So I leave you tonight with a picture of Brooklynn before bed.
Yes, she is still in her purple dress, red Crocs, pajama pants, and straw hat that she talked Mimi into getting her at Old Navy yesterday. She wore that hat all day long on Saturday and I guess I should consider myself lucky that she didn't see it before church this morning! ;)

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Character Breakfast . . . Lessons Learned?

Yes, I know I promised to post the pictures from the Character Breakfast two weeks ago! I've been a little busy, and wow Spring Break is really late this year. It is still weeks away. Anyway, here is how the Character Breakfast went down:

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This look pretty much sums up the experience for B.

Breakfast was delicious! The one thing she did enjoy. (Minus the piece of bacon she swiped from Nick's plate and choked on. Well, I'm sure she isn't the first person to throw up on the Poinsett Club's floor. Oops.)

Stuart Little- B yelled, "Mouse!"

Annie- B had no idea who this person was

Snow White- Again, no idea

Cinderella- Maybe a spark of recognition, we watched some utube clips of the movie that morning

Belle- By far the best princess there. She was the only one that looked like the actual princess.

FINALLY, someone B knows but this is as close as we got to any character. She flipped out about 2 seconds after this photo was taken.

The lady at the door sympathized with B's concerns over the strange looking people and gave her three balloons. I should have just gone to Wilson's, B would have enjoyed it more.

We learned some very important and expensive lessons on this day. 1) B has little to no appreciation for people dressed up in any type of costume. 2) The next time I get the bright idea to introduce B to Disney characters, it is critical that she see at least one of the movies first. 3) Expensive fairy wings are only cool to wear once we get home. 4) I could have gotten a much cheaper breakfast at Waffle House with half the wait and kept the remaining 65 dollars. With that said, maybe next year will be better! :)


Sunday, March 20, 2011

Happy Birthday!

Today we drove up to Gram and Poopa's house to celebrate Papa's birthday! B had a great time playing with all Gram's toys and visiting with her grandparents and great grandparents.
Happy Birthday, Papa!

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Making a Difference?

Yesterday was the day that I have been dreading all year long, our grade level field trip to Atlanta. Those of you who know me well, know that I'm not a fan of field trips based on a certain experience my third year of teaching. Parents, kids, and really anybody who is not a teacher certainly doesn't understand all the planning and organization that goes into preparing to take close to 200 people to Atlanta on chartered buses from 7:00 am to 8 pm. Thank goodness for my super sweet grade level chair and great friend, Tracy LeGrand, who spent hours upon hours making sure we were prepared.

However, things don't always go as planned and at several points during the day I found myself wondering why I decided to become a teacher. My stress level was super high all day since I alone was in charge of a bus load of 9 chaperones, 42 kids and a student teacher.

My biggest stress came as we pulled into a Burger King parking lot for dinner in Commerce, Georgia and I find out that I had less than 45 minutes to get my entire bus through the line with one cashier and 4 workers. I have no idea how I made this happen, but I did it! As I was getting everyone fed an older gentlemen came up to me, put his hand on my shoulder and said, "Honey, when you get to Heaven, God will have a special reward for you."

I came home last night and Nick was waiting for me at the door with a big hug (he knows how much stress this has caused). I shed some much needed tears of relief and got into the bed only to have a friend post this video:




Oh yeah, that's why I became a teacher.

PS- I have a special love for lawyers myself, one who happens to provide all my classroom supplies and copy paper out of his pay! ;) And by the way, my sweet lawyer has already agreed to be a chaperone for next year's trip!

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Green

I've never really felt the need to celebrate St. Patrick's Day. For me, it is a day that requires numerous lectures on not pinching fellow classmates and then putting out fires when they still pinch. Luckily, today I only had to say it once. Nice! So for that I say . . .
Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Keep on Smiling

Today and everyday this week and all of last week I have left school stressed. Field trips, grades, lesson plans, student teacher, IB portfolios all are weighing on my mind. The list goes on and on. March has been a stressful month and I am ready for it to be over. With that being said, I know that when I walk through Brooklynn's classroom door she will come running with a huge smile yelling, "MOMMMMMY!!!!" I look forward to this moment all day long.

Tonight, Nick and I were playing Hide and Seek with B. She closed herself in the closet as we yelled, "Brooklynn, where are you?!?" Of course her hysterical giggles gave her away, but she never opened the door to come out. She finally yelled, "I CAN'T OPEN IT!" This just cracked me up for some reason. The fact that she was stuck in a dark closet didn't seem to bother her because she said it and then started cracking herself up. She is such a happy girl. I hope she never loses that quality!

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Sunday Night Blues

I had planned to get Brooklynn's character pictures up today, but I just looked at the clock and was shocked to see that it is already 9:30! What happened to the weekend?

We ran a few errands this morning and then I worked on school work for the majority of the afternoon while B got some Daddy time. This evening we went to the neighborhood playground where we ran into Nick's college roommate, Jamie, his wife, and three kids. We also met another neighbor and her kids who live on our street. B had a fun time playing.

Once we got home Gram came over for a short visit. She got B the cutest Daisy Duck when they went to Disney World a few weeks ago. B is finally in the bed after an exciting weekend. Nick and I on the other hand still have lots of work to do. He has four case summaries that will probably keep him up half the night and I am struggling to complete my student teacher's mid term evaluation. My brain is shot after grading a billion papers all afternoon and writing lesson plans. Maybe I'll just go to bed and read instead!

The pics will be up sometime this week!

Happy Monday!

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Peacock Strides for Babies 5K

This morning I ran the Second Annual Peacock Strides for Babies 5k to help raise money for SIDS research. Nick and I ran this race together last year. On second thought, I wouldn't say we ran it together because he took off right at the beginning and I didn't see him the whole three miles. Nick wasn't interested in running it again, so I ran the race with a few friends from work. I was a little disappointed with the amount of people who ran the race this year. Last year there were over 500 runners, but today there seemed to be more people standing on the side of the road watching. Great if you are running, not so great for the SIDS foundation. However, this is still my favorite race! We had a fabulous time!

Kelly, me, Kate, Monica, and half of Kristy (she got cut off by the picture taker, her mom!)

After the race Nick and I took Brooklynn to the Poinsett Club for the Character Breakfast. I have lots of pictures to post, but that will have to wait until tomorrow. I've been staring at this computer screen for the last hour writing language arts lesson plans and trying to come up with a way to make proper adjectives exciting. Needless to say, I'm tired of this computer so the Character Breakfast will have to wait.

Friday, March 11, 2011

Little Talker

Today as we were driving to Pops and Mimi's house for dinner we passed Aunt Bidney's house. Brooklynn pointed and said, "There's Aunt Bidney's house!" I was shocked and thought I didn't hear her correctly. I was telling Mom about it when I got there, and it turns out that the past few times Mom has picked up B from school, Mom has pointed out Aunt Bidney's house on the way home. I guess B was paying attention.

As we pulled into the driveway Brooklynn said, "My pants are sooooo cute!" Haha, someone must of told her that at school today.

She is cracking us up lately and truly shocking me with the things that she knows and says. I never know what is going to come out of her mouth. The moral of the story is this: BE CAREFUL what you say around Brooklynn because she WILL repeat it!

Monday, March 7, 2011

Common Sense Is No Longer Common

Common Sense Is No Longer Common


April Hays

Anderson 5


I have just taught all day long in a third grade classroom. The kids were fine. The day went smooth. But I have come to two conclusions. I either:

a. Have a brilliantly blessed cranium, or

b. Am missing a few vital neuron connections in that cranium.

Now assuming I have been brilliantly blessed, I’d like to propose legislation that would dramatically change life for the better here in SC. Read on.

1. I would like to see all branches of law enforcement held accountable for the crime on our streets. If there is crime, surely that means they aren’t doing their jobs. We, as tax payers, deserve to live in safe neighborhoods. Regardless of whether the police serve retirement villages or drug infested prostitute hang outs, they will all be held accountable. If a policeman patrols a community with no crime, he will be paid. If a policeman has a community with crime, he will not be paid. Additionally, police may only use positive measures to enforce the law. They may no longer use any type of weapon or rude words. This may scar the self esteem of us citizens. We would then need counseling services, and the police would be responsible if one of us snaps and blows up a public establishment. If we are following the law, they must pull us over and tell us “Good Job” and perhaps give us a piece of candy. Note: personally I wouldn’t care if they congratulated me or not. If I knew I wasn’t going to get a ticket and my insurance go sky high, I’d drive at least 70 on my way home from school every single day.

2. I would like to see accountability on all dentists. If there are cavities in our mouths, obviously the dentists aren’t doing their jobs. We go to the dentist for a reason – to prevent our pearly whites from rotting out. Why can’t these highly paid professionals do their job? There should not be a cavity in any mouth in all of SC. If there are, then the dentists are falling short, and they should have their licenses revoked. They should not be allowed to practice dentistry in our state.

3. Doctors, also, should be held accountable on the job. If a doctor has a patient that has cancer, that doctor is not doing their job. Why do doctors become doctors? To heal people. Thus, if they aren’t healing people, they aren’t doing their job and should not be paid. Doctors are highly paid individuals, and we citizens deserve to be healthy. If we get these incompetent doctors out of practice, that would reduce our medical costs. Then this hoopla over health insurance would no longer be an issue (told you I had a blessed cranium).

4. Owners of gyms, health clubs, and all registered dieticians should be held accountable on their jobs. If there is obesity in their cities, obviously they aren’t doing their jobs. If health clubs and gyms have any member that weighs over 130 pounds, their establishments should be shut down. Obviously they are incompetent, and thus, should not be allowed to perform these services to the people of our state. If these individuals were held accountable on their jobs, we’d all be thin. There would be no diabetes or heart disease.

Sound ridiculous? We teachers think so, too. Yet, there are legislators, the Superintendent of Education, and our newly elected governor that want these mandates placed on teachers. They have this mentality that if a teacher performs the right combination, the human mind will click into place and our entire population will be educated. Thus, underperforming teachers will not be paid. One of these so called professionals said on tv the other night, “if our show ratings went down, we wouldn’t get paid either”. Ding, ding, ding – they choose their cast. We teachers and doctors and dentists deal with anyone that walks into our places of employment. We can not pick and choose the “best”.

Classrooms are microcosms of society. Each year, I have kids with privileged backgrounds and kids with adverse living conditions. I have kids that live on the lake, and I have had kids that live in their car. I have kids that have loving, supportive parents, and I have kids with parents that simply should not be parents. I have kids that were born with high IQ’s (this is why they are labeled as GIFTED), and I have children that are like the rest of us – normal. I have children that have been through tragedies – deaths of parents, a handicapped sibling, a terminally ill loved one, and living arrangements that make me shudder. I have children that have been taken into custody of the department of social services, and I’ve had children that have never traveled out of Anderson County. I have had children born to mothers on drugs, and I have students with no mother at all. Yet, all of these kids are expected to perform proficiently, without exception. Something is clearly not right with this picture. These students with challenges, with hardships, and who were not born “gifted” deserve an education, too. They are the reason I went to college to become a teacher – to touch lives. When this passion is being trampled on by ignorant individuals, I take that as a personal offense. SC school children deserve teachers that love them for who they are, not for the scores they achieve.

Not only is this just outright ridiculous, it is also discriminatory. Many, many people are born with handicaps. These are documented, medical conditions. They are clearly outlined. These individuals have IEPs for a reason – they have challenges. These legislators do not have the qualifications, nor do they have the authority, to lay expectations on these students. IEP’s are legally binding documents that are taken seriously.

Furthermore, teachers do not decide the content of what they teach, how they teach it, or how it is assessed. When students take the PASS test in the spring, it is illegal for us to discuss it in anyway. We are not allowed to discuss ways we can make it better, how we can improve, or how we could be better able to meet it’s demands. We are silenced. Yet, we are held accountable for the results. Always.

Anyone, regardless of position, who can not see why paying teachers based on student performance would not work, clearly has mental challenges themselves, and an obvious inability to think above a third grade level. I challenge them to take the third grade PASS test to prove my point.

As I stated earlier, I am either brilliantly blessed or missing a few screws. This seems like a total no brainer to me. I have no idea what could possibly be going through the minds of the people out there that think teachers should be held to those ridiculous expectations that no other occupations have to answer for.

Teachers/Educators/Administrators – we’ve got to stand up for our rights and demand integrity in the schools.

Parents – your child’s future is important. Take a stand. If your children have developmental delays/learning disabilities, these new mandates are discriminatory. Make your voices heard.

As for me, I’m instilling in my students self worth. They are important. They are special to me, and I believe in each one of them. They will make their marks on this world. I guarantee. And if my salary is docked because one of my students has a bad day and doesn’t do his absolute best on the PASS test, I’m going to be floating on a yacht in the Caribbean.

Ignorance is, indeed, total bliss.



Raise your hand if you . . .

Today when Brooklynn and I got home from school, the first thing she said was, "Watch, silly squirrel!" So we watched the squirrel, that no doubt spent all day hanging upside down eating all my bird seed.

Tonight as B and I were getting ready for bed I asked Brooklynn, "Who has stinky drawers?" Brooklynn raised her hand and said, "I do!" That was a response I wasn't expecting.

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Squirrel Watcher

It was a rainy weekend in Greenville. Brooklynn informed us earlier in the week that she wanted to go to the zoo to see the giraffes. I promised to take her, but the weather didn't cooperate. It did, however, quit raining long enough on Saturday for me to get my new cardinal feeder out. Brooklynn quickly discovered that the squirrels like to hang upside down by one leg in order to get the seeds. This is how she spent a large part of the day:

She thought it was hilarious when the squirrels squabbled over the bird seed. One particular squirrel became very territorial, which caught Piper's eye.

Brooklynn thought the funniest part of the whole thing was when Piper decided to get involved. She pounced and chased the squirrels once the rain slowed down.
Brooklynn giggling at the "silly squirrels" as she likes to call them.