Thursday, June 30, 2011

Finally got the video uploaded...

So, to see the California Trip in action, go here.
Thank you Vimeo.  YouTube couldn't hack it.

I accept a blog challenge!

One of my lovely students whose blog I follow issued the following challenge, with the injunction that I'm supposed to pass it along to 5 others.  That could be hard because the other blogs I read are kind of famous ones with hundreds of followers, so I don't think it would be appropriate.  Oh well.
The idea is to give your answers to the following prompts:


Outside my window..................kids in the apartment complex are yelling and playing tag in the back parking lot.

Around the house....................NPR is on in the kitchen, Toby is up in his room guffawing as he watches old "The Daily Show with Jon Stewart" episodes, and Ruby is in her room.  She's supposed to be going to sleep, but I'm dubious.

I'm looking forward to.............scrapbooking.  I don't know where I will set up my massive scrapbooking station, but I cannot WAIT to get to work!  I am very behind...still putting together pics from 2009!  

I'm currently reading...............lots of books on literacy, miscue analysis, and teaching reading (in preparation for my new job at MRA as a reading specialist)

I am wearing........................a very sporty outfit that Allen got me: black running shorts and a teal tank top, layered over with a white empire-waist t-shirt.  It's pretty hot in our apartment, so I need to dress light!

I am creating........................a blog post, of course. 

From the kitchen.................the call of dirty dishes in the sink to be cleaned and clean dishes in the dishwasher needing to be put away.

I am thinking about.................how nice it is to have Allison and Jeff Carman nearby now, and how grateful I am that I get to teach at the same school as Laurel and Allison for the fifth year now: 2 at Arbor, and this will be the 3rd at MRA.  

I'm worried about...............not writing in sentence fragments so as not to set a bad example for my younger readers and prove myself a hypocrite ;)

My wish of the week..............that Allen's coworkers would be nicer to him; they are often quite rude and it makes for a very unpleasant work environment.

If you read this and you have a blog, why not try your hand at the challenge?  It's pretty fun and easy!  Let me know if you do...

Song of the day (plus a correction), and thoughts on "technical mom talk"

First, my apologies to Jackson.  I selected the wrong video.  His is this one.
Today's song challenge was Your favorite song.  Really?  REALLY?  I have so many that I love, and I love them for different reasons and at different times.  I've had favorite songs at different ages and stages of my life.  "Baby Beluga" was once perhaps my favorite, but no longer.  Picking favorites is not easy to do; I feel kind of a parental guilt about it.  If I say Middlemarch is my favorite book, what will The Aeneid think when it finds out, and vice versa?!
Obviously, I am over-thinking this.  I will pick two.  Then, at the risk of infuriating gender-sensitive readers, I will state that one of the songs appeals more to my masculine, tough, "Take names and kick tail" side, and one to my more feminine, gentle-nurturing side.  
The first (tough guy) one is "Alive" by P.O.D.
The second (gentle earth mother) is "Add to the Beauty" by Sara Groves.
I love the lines, "I want to add to the beauty / to tell a better story, / I want to shine with a light / that's burning up inside."  I've considered getting them (or some abbreviation of it) tattooed onto my forearms or wrists.  Can't quite commit to that, though; at leasts not yet.
On today's to-do list: clean the disgusting bathroom.  I do not like cleaning bathrooms.  I think I've mentioned that before on here.  It was "my" chore growing up.  My brothers did it too, but since I was "the best" at it, I often did it more than they...or so my indignant memory serves.  Mom, does Sarah have to clean the bathroom(s) now?  I hope so; you're not allowed to get all soft on her now that she's the only one left at home!  
Here's exciting (to me) bathroom-related news: Ruby peed in her little potty today!  Of course, it was completely by happenstance; she seemed rather taken aback by it.  A friend, who has raised five children and claims that they were all potty trained by 18 months, suggested that as soon as they can stand and walk, you should take them into the bathroom whenever you go and plunk them down on their potties, and eventually they will figure it out.  So, that's what I did this morning, and the timing worked out nicely.  I'm pretty sure that we will not be seeing complete potty-training by 18 months, but hey, that would be cool.  
I imagine that some of you who are not parents are rolling your eyes and muttering, "Oh great, now begins the blow-by-blow account of all of Ruby's bodily functions.  Why do parents feel the need to share that?  I know I won't when I have kids."  Yeah, that's what everyone says, until it happens to them.    As a parent, you get excited that your kid didn't spit up, or slept through the night, or weaned, or went potty, or whatever it is.  It's the same with talking ad nauseum about pregnancy or birth stories.  I remember when I was ten or so we went to visit some family friends in Ohio.  They had three kids; the first two were adopted because the parents had struggled for a long time with fertility issues.  They had all but given up and decided to adopt.  Then, miraculously, they got pregnant with the third.  We had all been put in bed for the night, but I couldn't sleep, because I heard the grownups laughing and talking downstairs, and I really wanted to be part of it.  So, I snuck out of my room and sat at the head of the stairs and just listened in.  They happened to be trading birth stories, and someone was saying something about "being dilated only 2 cm after hours of labor."  I really had no idea what that meant, but I was somewhat disappointed in the topic of conversation and went back to my room after a while of birth talk.  The funniest part to me was that it was one of the dads (I can't remember if it was mine or not) who was giving the play by play.  To someone who hasn't been through it, it doesn't really make sense or it is tremendously dull or gross.  (Well, it is pretty gross even if you have lived through it.  I'm sorry, but I don't think of the womb's contents--besides the baby of course!--as being very beautiful, even if it was what was nourishing my child all along.)  But think how happy it must have made those parents to have a birth story of their own to share!
So, I do try to be sensitive and not get all into the technical mom talk around people who don't have or don't want kids, but at some point, it just happens because it is a big focal point of my life right now. The advantage of a blog is that you don't have to read it ;)

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

First Haircut



Before

Look at those long locks!

My little girl getting her baby hairs trimmed!

After: doesn't she look older already? No?  Well, pretend!


Ruby did great with her first haircut! No tears or fear at all; she looked inquisitively at her haircutter and watched the Baby Einstein video they put on for her.  It was one of those places that caters entirely to kids.  All of the seats are little cars or ponies or something and there is a TV screen for each seat (the real secret to pacifying the child!)  
Ruby had never watched a video before, so she was somewhat entranced.  The video had animals in it, and Ruby loved watching the dogs.  She also thought the hand puppets were funny.  
The haircutter saved up some of the baby hair for me in a little plastic souvenir bag thingy.  I know some of you out there don't get why this matters; maybe it's a mom thing or maybe it's just a me thing.  But it was pretty sweet seeing her hair cut.  
After that, we went to Cafe Sip 'n' Play to meet Sarah and her son, Liam.  There is a great play space there that Liam and Ruby enjoyed.  
Hi!

Sarah, Liam, and a photobombing kid.
A good time was had by all.  
One final picture: feel free to make up a caption for it in the comments.




Grr

YouTube is not uploading my California video.  I don't have high hopes that either Facebook or Blogger will, either.  Rarg!
I'm going to combine today's and tomorrow's song challenges because they have a funny connection.  The challenges are the first and last song alphabetically in your iTunes lineup.  Oddly enough, they both happen to be by the same band, Herb Alpert and the Tijuana Brass!
First is "Acapulco 1922"
Last is "Zorba the Greek" by the same
Fun factoid: my dad used to listen to Herb Alpert when he was cleaning the house.  Why yes, my dad DID clean the house.  I'd say that he and mom equally shared the cooking, cleaning, laundry, and general housekeeping duties.  Allen shares in that fine quality as well! Anyway, when I was little (6, 7 ish) I used to dance around wildly to the upbeat fun music.  I declared, "I love Herb Alpert!"  My dad laughed lightly and said, "Yeah, but I bet you won't when you're a teenager."  I took umbrage at that, and mentally made it a point to like it STILL when I was a teenager...and I did.  And I still do, although I don't dance around to it as much (and certainly don't do as much baton twirling.)  It is good housecleaning music.  Maybe I should listen to it more often...
I'm looking forward to this afternoon.  I'm driving up to Vancouver, WA (just across the Columbia River from Portland) to have Ruby's first haircut and check out the famed Cafe Sip 'n' Play, which is a cafe specifically for moms and their tots.  I'm meeting up with a new friend there.  She's a friend of Chandra's, and although we haven't met face-to-face, we've talked on Facebook enough for me to know that we have a lot of similar interests.  She's got a 10 month old son, and he sounds pretty adorable.  After that, we'll pick "Daddy" up from work.  Side note: Back in the year 2009 BC (Before Children), Allen and I talked about how a lot of parents just start calling each other "Mommy" and "Daddy" because they say it so much in front of their kids.  I know that my parents would say things like "Oh, Mom's at the store," instead of "Oh, your mom's at the store."  We wondered if we would end up doing the same thing.  So far, not all that much, probably because Ruby doesn't say "mama" or "dada" to us yet.  But we still do say things like, "Go see Mommy!" or "Let's go get Daddy!" so I guess that counts.  I'm also getting used to being called "Mom" as if it were my first name by lots of medical professionals.  When you go into the pediatrician's office, the nurses and assistants will often say things like, "Okay, mom, if you can hold her on your lap, we'll just give her a quick shot."  It was a little weird at first, but now it is pretty normal.  
Ruby accompanied me to the dentist's this morning.  She was pretty good.  She sat in her stroller and watched me get my teeth cleaned.  Towards the end she was getting very squirrelly, but she didn't have an all-out meltdown, thank goodness!  The hygienist who was working on my teeth enjoyed seeing her; she's 4.5 months pregnant herself with her first and so we had lots to talk about (as much as one can talk with various tools in the mouth.)
Okay, time to eat lunch.  I think Ruby's napping; I hope so, anyway.  I haven't heard anything from up there in about 20 minutes, so maybe she's finally talked herself to sleep.

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Ack, so behind on the songs!

Hello dear readers!  It's been a while...most of that is due to being on my road trip, which was awesome.  The rest is due to the fact that I've been creating another classic iMovie of the photos and videos of the trip, complete with soundtrack!!!! I love iMovie.  It is so fun and so easy to use.  I'm not calling my movies great art or anything, but they are fun to make and fun to watch.  I'm particularly proud of this one.  Coming soon to a link near you...
Well, as I said, I'm quite behind on the song challenge.  So, here goes:

A song that makes you hopeful...would have to be "Love is Still a Worthy Cause" by Sara Groves.  Many the time I have popped her CD "Tell Me What You Know" into my car's CD player after a tough day at school where I have felt like I'm making no difference at all and feeling very little love for some of my tougher kiddos

A song by your favorite band...Oh, it's always so hard to choose.  I often prefer singer/songwriters over bands per se, but I'll limit myself to bands for this.  Okay, Caedmon's Call is one of my favorite bands, and one of my favorite songs of theirs (from their CD "Forty Acres") is "Table for Two." Technically it's one of Derek Webb's contributions to the album, so I guess I'm getting my singer/songwriter preference in there after all ;)


.  A song from the soundtrack of your favorite movie...geez, enough with the favorites already!  Choosing a favorite movie is a nearly impossible task, at least for me.  Okay, I will do this scientifically.  I'll go over to the cooler where we keep our movies (yeah, we're classy and space-deprived like that) and pick one at random...
Well, that was depressing. The first two I grabbed out were James Bond movies and the third was Gladiator.  None of those comes close to being a favorite.  But then I spied "West Side Story" lurking in the bottom.  That is full of excellent songs, so I'll choose one of those: "One Hand, One Heart"
The last song you heard...(this is easy, since I have Pandora on) "How Deep the Father's Love for Us"
A song that reminds you of a former friend...is that trying to say an ex-friend or someone you haven't seen in a long time?  How about this: I'll say it is of a friend that I haven't seen in a long time AND I'll combine it with the song challenge of A song that you love but rarely listen to.  That's right, this one is going out to Jackson Ferrell!  "Cannonball" by Five Iron Frenzy. In fact, if I'm not mistaken, this YouTube video is one he made!
A song that reminds you of your current boyfriend/girlfriend spouse...there are many, but I will choose "I'm Yours" by Jason Mraz, which was the "first song" we danced to at our wedding.  
A song you love to sing along to...so many songs would fit this description, because I love to sing (did you know that about me, reader?)  I also love the genre that is somewhat derogatorily called "showtunes," and those are the most fun to belt out.  "O Bless the Lord" from the musical "Godspell."  I was in Godspell in 11th grade, and it was awesome.  It's a great show, and I love singing all the songs in it.  It's not exactly an accurate representation of the gospel (what with conflating the characters of John the Baptist and Judas) but it has a lot of redeeming qualities to it.  The movie version from the '70s is okay, although not as good as seeing a live version if you can help it.  (And sorry the visual quality of this clip is awful!)
A song that has made you cry... because of content or circumstance in which it was heard?  The song "Held" by Natalie Grant is bittersweet about a sad circumstance but also the hope we have in God.
A song that makes you want to dance...so many!  What kind of dance?  Swing dance?  Bust-a-move dance?  Pretty sure I'm going to have to go with this one: "Jock Jams."  The question is how do you NOT move to this?  It also is a melange of so many '90s songs, and that was the decade I grew up in, so there you go.
Okay, I think that brings me up to date (since I combined two of them above).  Now my husband wants to get in on this action, so I may let him make a guest appearance to list his favorites.  
California video to come...




Saturday, June 18, 2011

A song that reminds you of your "first love"

"O love that will not let me go" as sung by Sandra McCracken and Derek Webb
"Dear friends, let us love one another, for love comes from God.  Everyone who loves has been born of God and knows God.  Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love. This is how God showed his love among us: He sent his one and only Son into the world that we might live through him.  This is love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins.  Dear friends, since God so loved us, we also ought to love one another...We love because He first loved us." 1 John 4:7-11, 19
As a Christian, my first love is Jesus.  He loved me before anyone else did, before anything else...before the foundations were laid, He knew me and loved me.  Pretty mind-boggling, really.
I don't always live as if Jesus is my first love, though.  He often gets pushed to the back of my mind by the mundane details of life.  But He is the first and last love.
This song really speaks to that. Here are the lyrics:

O Love that wilt not let me go,
I rest my weary soul in thee;
I give thee back the life I owe,
That in thine ocean depths its flow
May richer, fuller be.

O light that followest all my way,
I yield my flickering torch to thee;
My heart restores its borrowed ray,
That in thy sunshine’s blaze its day
May brighter, fairer be.

O Joy that seekest me through pain,
I cannot close my heart to thee;
I trace the rainbow through the rain,
And feel the promise is not vain,
That morn shall tearless be.

O Cross that liftest up my head,
I dare not ask to fly from thee;
I lay in dust life’s glory dead,
And from the ground there blossoms red
Life that shall endless be.

It also has special significance because it was the recessional song at our wedding.  It ties together the love Allen and I share with each other and the love that we both share for God.

Friday, June 17, 2011

A beautiful sight for a teacher in June

That, my friends, is a packed up and clean(ish) classroom.  Here's Jeff's...
Both rooms are waiting for their new teachers.  Neither Jeff nor I will not be returning to them next year.  Jeff was offered a plummy job at a school that is much closer to his home.  I'm transitioning to part time at MRA, and I'm going to be a school-wide reading specialist.  I probably won't even have a classroom of my own.  There are mixed emotions about this.  I will definitely miss having the role of primary teacher to a lot of these kids (especially my upcoming 8th graders, who have been with me since 6th grade!)  And I'll miss the cool aspects of curriculum planning, like deciding what and how to teach the cultures of Africa, India, and China.  But I won't miss the hours upon hours that goes into teaching full time.  I won't miss homework battles.  That was probably the hands-down most frustrating aspect of the job.  There is just this culture of grudging resistance to homework in the upper grades.  Some kids do fine with it, but others just fight it.  "It's not my thing," as one of my kids told me cheerfully.  Ummmm...good luck with using that line when you get a job someday.
Anyway, I spent all week at school filing, cleaning, writing comments on papers, and assessing.  On Wednesday Allen and Ruby came to help.  Well, Allen helped and Ruby played.  Check out the corral Allen made for her! He's so inventive.
She really liked dropping her toys into the desks.
This morning I turned in my keys.  Summer vacation starts!  And not a moment too soon, since we're headed to California tomorrow.  We're leaving after Allen gets off work and heading to Medford for the night.  Then on to Weldon to see his dad.  After a day and some there, I drop Allen off at the airport in LA, then drive up to see my Burroughs chums near San Fran!  Then back up to Oregon, possibly visiting a friend in Medford, and stopping to see another in Roseburg.  It should be fun, but we as always crave your prayers for traveling mercies.  Ruby was a champ on her last long road trip...but now she is much more mobile.  Hopefully she will do as well, especially on the way back, when it's just us driving back.  Allen has to fly home to be back in time for work.
Okay, need to clean up more. I hate leaving home a mess to return to.  And tonight, Uncle Andy is babysitting Ruby and Toby, Allen, and I are headed out for a nice dinner to celebrate Toby's birthday/end of school year.  Yay!

I'm getting behind!

I've missed the past two days of blogging: Wednesday because I was working full force on grading reports, and Thursday because of exhaustion (due to reports and classroom cleaning all day).
So, from Wednesday, a song that gets stuck in my head frequently (and annoyingly) is "Whatcha Say" by Jason Derulo.  I do not like the song.  It has a horrible message.  But it is very easy to get stuck in one's head.  Watch at your own risk:

Thursday's song is "A song that reminds you of your best friend."  This is hard to answer because it means I'll have to define best friend.  Of course my spouse by definition is my best friend...but there's a category for him later on down the line.  So, my female best friend?  How do you decide that?  While some people may have one hands-down best friend for all time, I think that for most of us we have different best friends depending on our time in life.
Okay, well...maybe I'll do a few.
Best friend/cousin/Ruby's godmother Chandra: "What if I stumble" by DC Talk.  It has special wedding week significance, too.
College best friends Sarah N., Cat P., and Jonathan F-C.: "Macarthur Park (AKA Someone left the cake out in the rain)" by Jimmy Webb
High school Best Friend Rebecca: "The Distance" by Cake

How's that for a montage?!  That's some crazy array of music.
Okay, now onto today's challenge, which is a song that reminds you of the past summer.
Last summer Ruby was in her first 3 months of life, and that was INTENSE!  It was good, but whew, a very exhausting experience.  What song would go with that?  I'm trying to think if there were any CDs I was listening to constantly, but I don't think so.  I'll go with one of the songs from the mix tape (err, mix CD) that Chandra made specially for Ruby.
"Love Song for a Savior" by Jars of Clay

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Day 4: A calming song

A song that calms me, eh?  I know just the one...
"It's going to be alright" by Sara Groves.  Here are the lyrics.  Just reading them will probably calm you down.
It's going to be alright
It's going to be alright

I can tell by your eyes that you're not getting any sleep
And you try to rise above it, but feel you're sinking in too deep
Oh, oh I believe, I believe that

It's going to be alright
It's going to be alright

I believe you'll outlive this pain in you heart
And you'll gain such a strength from what is tearing you apart
Oh, oh I believe I believe that

It's going to be alright
It's going to be alright

When some time has past us, and the story if retold
It will mirror the strength and the courage in your soul
Oh, oh, I believe I believe,

I believe
I believe

I did not come here to offer you clichÈ's
I will not pretend to know of all your pain
Just when you cannot, then I will hold out faith, for you

It's going to be alright
It's going to be alright


That song has gotten me through many a hard time.  Sara Groves' music is excellent for that.  Her songs are so real and raw, yet also filled with hope.  You can cry while you're listening to them and know that the tears are part of the healing process.  Her music is so inspiring to me, and I love the simplicity of her singing voice.  It just adds to the "real" feeling I get when I am listening to her.  I haven't gotten ahold of her newest album yet (Fireflies and Lullabies, or something like that).  It's also not even that new anymore...2009?  Yeah, I'm getting behind on a lot of music.  But what of that?  There's still so much to enjoy without even scratching the surface of what's new.  

Monday, June 13, 2011

Day 3

"A song that reminds you of one/both of your parents."
Hmm, this is also hard to choose.  I could go the route of songs that were on in the background while Dad cleaned the kitchen each night.  Or I could list songs that my mom would put on in the car when we were little.  Neither of them did a whole lot of singing to us, at least not that I can recall.  Mom is famous for making up little songs, that often have the same tune to them.  My dad and sister call them her "stultifying songs" because of their supposed ability to reduce their listeners (mostly babies or little kids) to a zombie like and obedient state.
I guess I'll go with this song, which is a favorite of both of theirs (especially Mom).  Michael Card is a great musician, too.

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Day 2 of Song Meme

"A song that reminds you of your most recent ex-boyfriend/girlfriend."

Well, that would take us back to the 2005-2007 range of time when I was dating Thom.  Actually, back to our first "date."  We watched one of his fav movies, Harold and Maude.  We soon discovered that we have completely opposite taste in movies.  But the soundtrack, mostly Cat Stevens songs, was good at least.
Here's one:

Saturday, June 11, 2011

Scratch that...

Okay, Spicer Bros. will have to wait.  Ruby needed a nap in her bed, and that's that.  I need to read a book on getting babies to sleep, because we're having trouble with that, especially at bedtime.  Our pediatrician wants us to get her off using bottles by 15 months, which is in August.  Ruby gets most of her nutrition from table food now, but she does have bottles to calm down before naps and before bed at night, and even those don't put her to sleep like they used to.  She often has to cry it out to take a nap or go to bed.  It is saddening. There's got to be a better way!
I need to clean stuff, anyway.  But I was idly cruising blogs and found this very intriguing meme I'd like to try.
The girl whose blog it was on also attached YouTube videos to go with the songs when possible.  I think I will give it a try.  So, Day 1 is a song from my childhood.  Well, there are many to choose from, but I will have to go with this Raffi song.  
In fact, I may be fabricating this memory entirely, but I feel like I went to one of his concerts when I was 4.  Can you verify, Mom?  
Ahh, Raffi.  Mom just sent me a box of cassette tapes, many of them Raffi tapes.  Why yes, I DO own a tape player.  And we have video tapes, too.  Apparently I just can't let go of the 80s/early 90s.  I've been playing the "Wee Sing Bible Songs" while Ruby goes down for naps.  It's pretty old-timey sounding because it warbles a bit, probably because the tape in it is ancient.  But it brings back the memories, that's for sure.  At the library today I looked for books on tape.  There aren't any.  Lots of books on CD, but not a single cassette to be found!  I suddenly felt very old.  (By the way, the other day Allen--in all seriousness--referred to 30 as hitting middle age.  Aghhh!) 

Summer is (pretty much) here!

Today's the first day of weather that feels like summer.  The other day was cold and drizzly on June 10th.  That's Oregon for you!  But today has been sunny, blue skyed (probably not a word, but I just made it into one), and lovely.  Ruby and I took advantage of it by going for a walk.  We walked to Buttons 'n' Bows, a children's resale shop, because I was given a $10 giftcard there by Annie (our aide at school this year).  I bought several pairs of pants/shorts for Ruby and only had to pay $1.40 for them after the gift card was used.  Yes!  They had some shoes, too, and I tried a few pairs on Ruby.  Her feet are very fat.  It's hard to fit anything onto them.  The one pair that seemed to fit made it difficult for her to walk.  I think that I need to go to the Stride Rite store and get her feet measured. I wonder if I can just get them measured and then not buy shoes there.  The resale shop shoes were all Stride Rites...and cost $7 instead of $40.  Is that unethical? It seems similar to the high school girl practice of getting your makeup done for prom at a makeup counter at the mall and then not buying any product; very gauche.
Then we walked to the library, just for the fun of it.  A library is Ruby's dream (and my nightmare): shelves and shelves of books to pull off!  I mostly prevented that.  We got 2 CDs and a DVD.  I only have 1 book out still from getting all of the books I needed for our school research project.  I had 86 items checked out, and I'm happy to report that's down to one (and I even know its whereabouts)!
Shortly before arriving home, I noticed that Ruby had fallen asleep.  Since she definitely needed a nap, I decided I'd just keep walking around and let her sleep in the stroller.  She had about a 40 minute nap while I walked around the neighborhood.  It was nice, and good exercise, too.  Exercise...I don't get much of that during the school year.
I still will be at school all week next week.  I've got to clean out my desk, since it won't by my desk next year. It's a scary process.  I started it yesterday and discovered that I must have had a mouse problem in there based on the number of little mouse poops and shredded papers.  Yuck. There is a lot of other work to do.  I have 45 reports to grade, portfolios to assemble, books to box up and bring home...yeah, I've got plenty to keep me busy.  There will also be some kids there who haven't finished their end of year projects.  They were there yesterday, too.  At lunchtime I took them outside for a little bit for them to run around some.  They moved off to the swings and I just sort of stood around at a distance. I overheard one of them say, "Yeah, this is actually kind of fun." Another said, "I know! I'd actually rather be here than at home; at home, there's nothing to do except play video games, and that gets boring after awhile."
Ah, sweet vindication!
Well, Ruby's freaking out, so I'd better go. Maybe I'll take her on another walk down to Spicer Bros. Produce.  We've lived here a year now but still haven't been there, so it's probably about time.

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

A new video for you...

Here ya go...the cinematographer in this one is Toby.

Just Dance

It was field day today in the afternoon.  From 11:30-2:30, Laurel and I were in charge of the dance station. We had 25 minute rotations, and we did tons of dancing.  The macarena, electric slide, cha cha slide, disco, even a little swing...it was very fun!  It's fun to see the kids who get into it, the ones who don't, and the ones who say they won't but then can't help get into it.  But my legs and feet are aching!  I always forget what a good workout dancing is.  And then when I remember that in 8th grade I was in a 12 hour dance marathon...? Well, all I can say is that the endurance of a hyped up 14 year old with her friends is not to be underestimated.
I don't have pictures, but I saw lots of people with cameras, so I'm sure they'll be surfacing on Facebook soon.  They are sure to be gems!
I think that the dance station revealed one of my better qualities as a teacher: I am okay with being silly in front of my kids.  In fact, they tend to get into it more when I do.  I had a good time with them, and I definitely got very silly.  There were parents standing around and watching at times.  I wondered what they were thinking.  Were they thinking, "And we entrust our precious children's brains to HER?  What a mistake!"  Or were they thinking, "Wow, she can kick back and have a good time with them."  I hope they were thinking the latter.
Tomorrow is the last day, but today felt like it.  Kids were trading cell phone numbers, signing yearbooks and t-shirts, and giving hugs.  Tomorrow ends at 1 pm, but it will be chaos, as the last days always are.  There are also kids who aren't done with final projects, and Jeff and I have decided that they will have to return to school the next day and next week too if they don't get it done.  We'll see how that goes...