Tuesday, March 31, 2009
This Saturday our Las Madres playgroup is having our big family Spring Fling/Egg Hunt. Our fabulous friend S is hosting in her backyard, as has become tradition. Our playgroup does three big family parties a year: Easter, Summer BBQ, and Halloween. I love to plan these things, and when you aren't doing it yourself, it is so much fun! Above is a photo from last year. In addition to general play on the structure, sandbox, and dyeing eggs, we did the 'egg and spoon' relay, and sack races. After the kids finished their sack races we did 'dad sack races' with you-guessed-it hilarious results. We even had S's MIL do a felt board story while the adults hid eggs for the 'hunt' at the end.
This year, besides the play structure and sandbox, we will have a smallish jumphouse, parachute play, and an egg mosaic craft. Here are our two group games:
Easter Egg Relay
Divide children into teams. The first person of a team takes 2 cardboard eggs and lays one of the eggs out on the floor. The child steps on the first egg and then places the second egg in front of them. The child steps on the second egg, reaches back and picks up the first egg and then places that egg in front of them. Continue to the end of the course and then run back and tag the next team member.
Find your Egg-Match
Decorate constuction paper eggs with foam dots, glitter glue, etc. Cut eggs in half ,either in different angles, or with decorative large cutting scissors. Hand out the eggs and have the children find their egg-match!
Should be swell!
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Last Friday Miss P and I had a marathon day of fun: picnic at the park with friends (fresh fruit and veggies....er, no....we had McDonald's), followed by shopping for a birthday gift. E called me late afternoon as P and I debated present ideas to discuss dinner options. We had a few potential options at home I'd been planning on, but we both had Red Robin (located at the shopping center) on the brain. Not wanting the day to end, we left dinner and cruised across the parking lot to the AMC for a showing of Monsters vs. Aliens. I figured Miss P wasn't likely to want to imitate either a monster or an alien afterward, and doesn't scare easily, so we went for it. (I knew it was PG, but had read the review, and thought it would be OK.) She showed a little fear a few times during the film, but mostly enjoyed it (there is a girl power theme) and asked lots of questions. At the end, she proclaimed it 'excellent.' Fast forward a few hours later....Miss P stirs and cries out in her sleep. Yikes! Yes, it was a monster nightmare. Bad mom!
Friday, March 27, 2009
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Thursday, March 19, 2009
l-o-v-e snarky, sarcastic humor.
I noticed the author of this blog, is also the author of Sippycups aren't for Chardonnay, and Naptime is the New Happy Hour.
On a bookstore visit today, I picked up those books and was laughing out loud. I never laugh out loud! The humor reminded me very much of Catherine Newman and her book Waiting for Birdy. I definitely want to check these books out at the library. Wish I would've read them back when
Miss P was in the birth to age 3 stage!
Monday, March 16, 2009
Last year, my teaching partner was in charge of setting them up, and didn't like the concept of 'trapping.' So we came up with the idea of 'leprechaun lures.' Similar to a trap, but more focused on enticing the little elves and persuading them to leave a coin or two.
This year, I went even more simple and 'humane,' with my leprechaun 'tip cup.' We made these with our 4th grade big buddies. I told a legend of how the leprechauns love to come and play all night in the classrooms. They then sometimes leave a token of appreciation in rooms where they had a lot of fun. I told the class if we made little 'tip cups,' similar to what you see at Coldstone, they'd be more likely to benefit. So that's what we did. I messed up the classroom later in the afternoon, and will arrive at school late tomorrow, shocked to see the craziness before me.
At home I tried a similar story with P, telling her that leprechauns might scurry through the house playing with her toys after midnight (official St. Patrick's Day), and we might make and leave out a 'tip jar,' for them to compensate us. My weary body pulled out some toys and tried to create a fun scene. I also got some Lucky Charms for breakfast. Hope she likes it!
Miss P and I had a fantastic staycation this past weekend with E in Orlando. We had dinner out with my mom and stepdad and then a sleepover at their house on Friday night. I was very cozy on the couch next to a warm fire. The next morning my mom had cinnamon rolls and coffee, I provided some magazines, and we both supplied entertainment for P. We had the best time sipping java and just chatting in our pjs at the kitchen counter. I'll tell ya, that is my way to spend a morning.
Finally we had to get moving. Miss P and I headed to the YMCA to swim that (her way to spend an afternoon). Then I had to kick it into high gear to get snackies and wine from Trader Joe's, the two of us showered, and her into bed before my girlfriend get-together that night. Yes, I had seven girlfriends over for a girls' night in. Wine, chocolate-covered pretzels, and sweats. I had out tons of books for anyone who wanted to borrow a novel, and a ton of magazines for people to page through as we chatted, or take home for bathtime perusal. And of course non-stop girl talk and laughter. As always, we hit upon a few interesting discussions. The night ended with a few of us on the computer trying to plan a girlfriend getaway for later this Spring. Now, that is my way to spend an evening!
Sunday morning I rallied on very little sleep to get P to Sunday School. Upon arrival, she was asked if she had her 'green' sharing. Oops. With the time change last week we all overslept and missed church. (It was random, I am an early bird and typically don't need an alarm.) Therefore, we hadn't received the 'homework.' They had some random green items for children with similarly unprepared moms. Nuh-uh. That was not going to do. I zipped back to the car and found a green sand bucket. Also, a sheet of green St. Patrick's Day stickers from Trader Joe's (thank goodness I don't clean out my car more regularly). I quickly calculated. There were not enough stickers for P to pass them out to each child. However, she could decorate the sand bucket with them. I raced back before class started to drop off the sharing, and instead of attending church headed to Star*bucks for a quick pick me-up.
After church we continued on to my classroom, where I put in a full day's work while Miss P, angel that she is, played. A neighboring teacher was there with her dog, pet bunny, and plethora of dance costumes, so we took a break over there for awhile. The staycation ended with a 'surprise around the corner,' - a phone call from one of my best friends, who was out on the playground with her family. We ended up playing for about 45 minutes and then heading over for frozen yogurt together. The weather was great, the kids were happy. My way to end a Sunday.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
I was reminded of this after reading this post. Scroll to the bottom. It's a brief mention, but it reminded me of the title of my blog. Some of my posts lately have included vents. I know it's only human (and assume no one minds), but I want to get back to focusing on the positive.
I was grousing a little bit to my mom the other night, that I put so much effort into things, yet I feel like my life doesn't look that spectacular (on paper): part-time job teaching kindergarten, modest home, one child. E and I used to attend this annual Christmas party with a bunch of his high school friends and friends of friends. There was a part I disliked, in which everyone was supposed to share (by giving the information to the host, who would make a little speech), what was 'new in your life.' Everyone talked about their new cars, jobs, houses, additional children. My joke was always, "well, gee, I have this new hangnail..."
Anyway, I realized after talking to my mom for a bit, that actually my life is pretty much exactly the way I want. I love teaching kindertarten. Years ago, I worked hard to return to school to make a career switch. I stated from the very beginning that I didn't want to be just a teacher, but a kindergarten teacher. After my daughter was born, I felt strongly that full-time teaching would mean too much time away from her, and so I worked hard to make a job-share happen. I love having just one child. And we never thought we'd afford a home here, but both E and I really wanted to stay. And through research and luck, we were able to find something.
So, we are maybe lacking glamour, a lot of material things, and a fast pace; but in actuality, those things aren't that important to me, which is why I haven't chosen those paths....because life is what you make it.
Friday, March 13, 2009
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Oh - our other excitement of the day was texting. Up until the other week, I had an old-fashioned cell phone and was fine with it. There was no texting capability and it was the most basic model you could imagine. I used to make fun of texting, but started to see the benefits when I considered how it would be nice/convenient for E and I to keep in touch during the day. After my purse debacle, we deactivated my phone. Based on my service plan I was due a new one anyway, so E picked out a fancy model for me. It was free, so why not? Anyway, long story short, I wanted it before his trip so we could easily keep in touch. We exchanged our first text this afternoon! Yes, it is a red-letter day!
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
In other news -- report cards are DONE!
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
I'm already looking forward to my Starbucks tomorrow morning.....
I'm taking a break from my healthy eating regime. Will be back on it soon. Since returning to work after being sick, I've been kicking a^%, and my feet are feeling it. I can't even tell you some of the ridiculous things I put up with at work (I partly can't tell you because I'm not sure who is reading!) It's a little bizarre to me sometimes what others expect me to do. I just scratch my head. Even more bizarre to me is when others clearly don't do their share of the job, and aren't even sheepish or embarrassed about it (the way I would be if I fell short).
Tonight we had a family fun dance night at school. It was a lot of fun and went very well. I put the event on solo (the intention was not for it to be just me, but that's how it turned out.) Even my principal was joking about how I was the only one who knew what was going on. Huh?
Prior to the dance, I spent the afternoon with Miss P in my classroom. I never made it home between teaching and the dance night. Miss P was an angel, as always. Yet, I guess I was a little distracted with her there, or just tired, because as I feverishly worked on my report cards, I accidentally entered in all the math scores in the wrong trimester. There is no way to cut and paste. So tomorrow I will have to re-enter them all over again in the appropriate place.
Fast forward to my drive home after the dance night (where I set up, 'emceed', and taught dances). I'm looking forward to putting my feet up. I'm certain Miss P will be asleep. Everyone had asked me where Miss P was at the dance night and I explained that we like to get her to bed early. You know where this is going. I get home, and lo and behold, Miss P is fully dressed jumping around and E is standing in the bathroom, half dressed, surrounded by cleaning supplies.
Seems E decided that instead of sticking to Miss P's normal bedtime routine, he would let her stay up while he did laundry and cleaned the shower. He was about to put her to bed, when he remembered we are out of 'sleep diapers.' (While Miss P has been potty trained for almost two years, she is a heavy sleeper and wears a pull-up at night.) Miss P knows it is a big deal to be low on sleep diapers, so she always shouts dramatically, "There is only ONE SLEEP DIAPER LEFT!" Unfortunately, we made note of this news the other night, but did not heed it. So as I entered our abode, the family was preparing to head out to the store to purchase this item.
Fortunately (said with sarcasm), I arrived home, so E went solo, and I ended my 12+ hour work day reading That's what leprechauns do and The leprechaun in the basement.
It really wasn't a big deal. But can you see why I'm craving the junk food?
Sunday, March 8, 2009
What do you think? I recently visited a different Starbucks, and received a compliment on it from the barista there. What is it with these baristas and purse commments? I guess the counter is just the right size to lay your purse on....and subsequently they've developed quite the eye and opinion.
Friday, March 6, 2009
I'm excited that tonight E and I will have a date. Nothing so formal as the above. We will be doing dinner and seeing 'He's just not that into you.' E's choice naturally : ) Date nights for just the two of us are so rare. I'm hoping to meet girlfriends for coffee tomorrow morning so I'm getting a double whammy!
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Tomorrow, I'll be heading back to the gym after being absent for two weeks (sick in bed!) Yay for me! I'll also be back on my healthy eating plan...
A big woo-hoo to our school district. After a three hour meeting, the board dramatically voted to not give out any pink slips, and to find other ways to manage the major budget cuts.
and finally, a question....how are you recognizing Lent this year? We are reading stories from various children's bibles before bed as a family and discussing.
Looking forward to a productive day tomorrow (and hopefully a more interesting post) and a date with Miss P!