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T’s two right hands…..

Mrs. Fun — Wed, 08 Sep 2010 04:05:23 +0000

Can you guess which hand he writes with?

I asked him why he traced the same hand twice instead of both hands. He stopped and went to hold both hands up to the paper, gets a confused look on his face and says “oopsie”.

I love that kid!!!

What do I see through my lens?

Mrs. Fun — Tue, 07 Sep 2010 23:26:57 +0000

I see life passing too quickly.
I see the smiles from my boys when the ball hits that bat…..I see smiles from my daughter when she’s done dancing.
I see tears because they fell off their bike…..I see tears because starting a new school is hard.
I see frustration from homework……I see frustration because Xbox isn’t allowed on weekdays.
I see joy while swimming…….I see joy while picking a movie to rent.
I see freedom while running through the grass towards the park…….I see freedom while they swing higher than the day before.
I see giggles because someone farted……I see giggles because mom said something stupid again.
I see mad faces because someone won’t share…..I see mad faces because someone doesn’t what to play the same game.
I see hurt feelings because he punched him…..I see hurt feelings because she said something mean.
I see happiness when we are all together and enjoying the true gift we have……each other!

What do you see through your lens? Win a necklace

Life is good….

Mrs. Fun — Mon, 06 Sep 2010 05:43:06 +0000

I was coming here to complain about being hurt, feeling shut out by those I consider friends.
Then I went to an online community and read something….. I no longer feel the need to whine and complain. Yeah, I am hurt, feel like I must suck and want to distance myself but life is good.
My kids are healthy, they are adjusting to their new schools. I have a supportive husband and great friends. I need to keep my chin up, lean on my true friends when needed and make sure my friends know I am here if they ever need to lean.

I leave you with Bob! How can I not smile through the rough patches with a kid with a face like that?

Suck it up!

Mrs. Fun — Sat, 04 Sep 2010 18:15:41 +0000

Using your words…

admin — Fri, 03 Sep 2010 17:34:26 +0000

This is something I have always preached to my children. I have always taught them to use their words. Do they always choose words over hitting, punching or kicking? Of course not, they’re children. I feel like a broken record most the time. We don’t hit, we use our words. Yes, you can be mad but you need to tell that person you are mad with your words not your hands, feet, elbow or mouth. I often wonder if they even hear me.
Yesterday I got conformation that they are listening…..I got all teary eyed. T wrote a letter to his teacher.
It said

I emailed his teacher to let her know the letter was coming and give her some background information. See, this incident T is so upset about happened last week. The day it happened he got in the burb after school fuming. He threw his backpack down and started screaming all about it. Tears were streaming down his face and I could not understand a word of what he was saying. After he was buckled and calmed down he told me someone he thought was his friend walked by his desk and poked him in the side really hard and it really hurt. After talking to him about what to do if it happens next time I had thought he moved on. I guess he’s one to hold a grudge because a week later he wrote the above letter.

His teacher called me and thanked me, I was confused. She said this gave her the opportunity to talk again about rules and safety and respect for others in the classroom. She also sat down with both boys and they talked it out. At pick up T was so excited to talk about his day, he is happy and says that him and his friend are friends again.
He also had this to show me.

I am so proud of him, at 5 years old he understands words are powerful. Now if he would only stop hitting his older brothers…..baby steps.

Turning 36….

Mrs. Fun — Tue, 31 Aug 2010 05:08:40 +0000

I never thought I would hit an age that I really didn’t want to be. This year I struggled a bit. 36 is closer to 40. I am not sure if it’s the actual number or the fact that I am out of shape and flabby. Seriously? Where did this extra come from? My last baby is 5 now, i should be toned and wearing those skinny jeans. I did decide to embrace this day that I thought was a day later for most my life and celebrate. See, I thought my birthday was the 31st for many many years, weird, huh?
How did I celebrate? School drop off, making breakfast and lunches, another school drop off, starbucks, emissions test on the burb, costco, lunch with just Mr. Fun, school pick up, Target, another school pick up, baseball try outs, dance, baseball try outs, dance, reheating leftovers and loading the dishwasher, foot rub, tucking kids in…..yep, 36 isn’t much different than 35.

So cheers to 36!!!

Far away friends….

Mrs. Fun — Fri, 27 Aug 2010 17:44:00 +0000

They came to visit! It was a short visit but it was a great surprise and I hope it was worth the extra drive time for them.
The girls got to swim for hours.

Even our rain couldn’t keep them from swimming.

They came from Washington and loved the heat that our sun radiates here in the desert. I do too, I won’t lie.
I am hoping that they come back and stay a little longer (hint hint).

A is for Ava….

Mrs. Fun — Wed, 25 Aug 2010 23:28:53 +0000

This is our second year we have had a tea party for Ava and it certainly won’t be our last. The city I live in is a hot one, just yesterday it go up to 116 and kids weren’t even allowed outside at recess. I want Ava’s story to be told over and over. I want parents to be aware of the dangers of hot cars every second . I want parents to teach their little kids to honk the horn if they can’t get out of a car.

We made cupcakes and cookies, drank pink punch and let pink balloons go, for Ava.

We were reminded how precious life is and how we need to cherish those we love every day.

I think of Ava often, though I never met her. Her little soul has made me stop and think.

Resourceful..

Mrs. Fun — Sun, 22 Aug 2010 05:55:13 +0000

We call it a white trash baby gate!!

I love having little ones over but since we got stairs we either chase a baby up the stairs a million times or we get resourceful.

I am not the only one that enjoys the little ones…

JJ said to me the other day “mom, you should have another baby”…..I think she lost her mind for a brief moment. I reminded her it would be another boy and she snapped out of it.

Now Wy, he LOVES LOVES babies. I could see him working with kids when he gets older. He is a caretaker and nurturer by nature.

I feel so blessed lately.

T and kindergarten…

Mrs. Fun — Sat, 21 Aug 2010 06:49:10 +0000

I was expecting some tears, some hesitation. I got neither. He was shy and quiet while he colored and the teacher talked. When the teacher said “Good Morning T” He said “Good Morning” very loud and clear.
He kept looking around and watching his classmates as the teacher continued to take attendance.

He looked a bit nervous to me and I really thought goodbye wasn’t going to be as easy as it was.
I am so thankful for his preschool, I know they helped with his self confidence and helped make him the sweet, confident little kindergartner he is today.

This morning as he buckled himself up he says, “Mom, are you going to drop me off? I know where to go now”. When my answer was yes, he got very excited and exclaimed while clapping his hands ” YAY! because I know where to go now, through 2 double doors and out to the playground, second cone from the last”. My lips turned up and I smiled at him in the mirror. I told him how happy that made me and he smiled back.

It’s the little things…..is it not?