SKYPE! Wow, what an amazing tool! We are proud godparents to our adorable two year old godson Walker. Walker lives in Colorado and we haven't seen him in almost a year. . .until tonight! We Skyped and it was awesome! I see a lot of Skyping happening in our future. Walker was doing somersalts and he convinced Mark to do one across our living room floor too. So cute!
It was so fun to hear him talk and see him jump!
I can't wait to have Victoria and Christian Skype with him!! They will love it.
Love you Walker!!
Loving every minute of being a mommy of three, a teacher of 24, and a wife of one.
Monday, November 15, 2010
Thursday, November 11, 2010
A Rat? A Opossum? A. . .
Muskrat? Last night we went to dinner with my parents. They came back to our house to play. I went downstairs to get my pj's on and it was pouring rain. I heard a scratching on the egress window. Then even a tapping. I ran up to tell Mark and my dad. They laughed, thinking I was just hearing things and maybe it was hailing.
This morning at 6am I was turned the light on to get dressed and the same scratching and then tapping. This time I ran upstairs shaking Mark awake TELLING him, SOMETHING IS IN THE WINDOW WELL! And it's been there all night! My strong and masculine husband stood up thinking about what to do and got a flashlight and then handed it to me and said, "Since you're not as scared as me," and handed me the flashlight.
I went out in the dark with my little flashlight and there it was. . .a huge rat? a small opossum? It wasn't unti the sum finally rose that were able to see that rodent's face. It was a large muskrat.
Finally Mark came out to take a look. He eventually placed (threw) a board down in hopes that it would climb right out on it's own will. In the meantime, Victoria called Papa to come over and 'rescue' the muskrat.
Christian wanted us to lower him down with a bucket to get it. He assured us he could get it in hands and not get bitten. He cried when he got in the car to go to daycare. He wanted to rescue that muskrat himself.
At 8:22 today Papa "rescued" the muskrat with a post hole digger. The muskrat ran into the neighbor's yard.
What a frazzled morning it was! Let's hope tomorrow is a little smoother. . .
This morning at 6am I was turned the light on to get dressed and the same scratching and then tapping. This time I ran upstairs shaking Mark awake TELLING him, SOMETHING IS IN THE WINDOW WELL! And it's been there all night! My strong and masculine husband stood up thinking about what to do and got a flashlight and then handed it to me and said, "Since you're not as scared as me," and handed me the flashlight.
I went out in the dark with my little flashlight and there it was. . .a huge rat? a small opossum? It wasn't unti the sum finally rose that were able to see that rodent's face. It was a large muskrat.
Finally Mark came out to take a look. He eventually placed (threw) a board down in hopes that it would climb right out on it's own will. In the meantime, Victoria called Papa to come over and 'rescue' the muskrat.
Christian wanted us to lower him down with a bucket to get it. He assured us he could get it in hands and not get bitten. He cried when he got in the car to go to daycare. He wanted to rescue that muskrat himself.
At 8:22 today Papa "rescued" the muskrat with a post hole digger. The muskrat ran into the neighbor's yard.
What a frazzled morning it was! Let's hope tomorrow is a little smoother. . .
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
A Family Tradition
The fall is when we have one of my favorite family traditions. Move over Thanksgiving. Look out Easter. Halloween is moving up the rungs to the top of the list. Lendt's pumpkin patch is where the fall magic begins.
Take a look at how it all began.
This is the following afternoon from going to Lendt's in 2008. (Where are those pictures?? I wasn't as organized in '08 as I am now.)
I tried to get them to stand together this year. But it didn't happen. Next year I'll try harder.
I love comparing year after year. It never seizes to amaze me how fast each year flies by and how much my kids change in just 365 days. They look different. They certainly act differently. They are different little people and it is so cool.
We were blessed with extremely gorgeous weather and looked and looked for the most perfect pumpkins. I took over 100 pictures in those couple hours. I wanted to capture every moment and breath it in and savior it. My kids, running around a pumpkin patch, being silly, being serious, being strong and laughing.
Lendt's Pumpkin Patch will be a family tradition for years to come!
I can only imagine what he'll try in 2011. . .
Take a look at how it all began.
Last year. Notice the height difference.
I love comparing year after year. It never seizes to amaze me how fast each year flies by and how much my kids change in just 365 days. They look different. They certainly act differently. They are different little people and it is so cool.
We were blessed with extremely gorgeous weather and looked and looked for the most perfect pumpkins. I took over 100 pictures in those couple hours. I wanted to capture every moment and breath it in and savior it. My kids, running around a pumpkin patch, being silly, being serious, being strong and laughing.
Lendt's Pumpkin Patch will be a family tradition for years to come!
Victoria's Halloween Party
One of my favorite things as a mommy is seeing my kids in their lives without me.
Last week I was lucky enough to stop in to Victoria's Halloween Party. I didn't know if I'd be able to make it so I didnt' tell her. It was a totally surprise and boy oh boy was Daphne happy to see me.
Ready to fill that bag with candy!!!!
It was so cute. The teacher's assistants helped the kids get ready and then ran upstairs to open the random church doors to give out candy.
Spread a large amount of frosting on one poor little pumpkin cookie. The joys of being four!
Last week I was lucky enough to stop in to Victoria's Halloween Party. I didn't know if I'd be able to make it so I didnt' tell her. It was a totally surprise and boy oh boy was Daphne happy to see me.
That is some hair!!
Jenna and Victoria - BFFs
I'm so happy I got to see her in her school routine and watch the patient teachers interact with the class. Watch Victoria and how she interacts with her classmates and teachers. Being a working mom, I know I'm going to miss field trips and parties in the years to come, which makes the ones I attend all the more special.
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
A (Very) Short Time in Kindergarten
This entire month my student teacher is teaching full time. I'm technically not supposed to be in the room. I am here and there. . .but then I start helping, chiming in. . .I really shouldn't be in there.
So, I've been keeping myself busy. I'm doing an inference intervention with certain students in all three 2nd grade classrooms. I have almost all of my reading benchmarks done almost a month early. I bet I'll never type that again!! I've also came up with a way to help other teacher. This morning I thought it would be fun to go into different rooms to read to give the teacher a break. 20 minutes here or there are extremely helpful for a teacher.
I thought kindergarten would be a good place to start. I went in at 11am and read The Plump and Perky Turkey. It was so fun. It was great. I started adding actions and asking questions. Next thing I knew I had at least 20 kindergartens following my lead learning what strutting was because we were strutting like a plump and perky turkeys. I left that room and told my teammate, "Maybe one day I will teach kindergarten."
I went back at 3pm for the afternoon class. I actually arrived early I was so excited. Same book. Same actions. Couldn't wait.
A little more than half way, yet before the strutting began the five year old, innocent, little, blonde boy began vomitting all over himself. I can barely handle that with my own kids.
I looked at the teacher at his desk and said, "Mr. C. we have a sick friend here." He casually walked over (he must be immune to this kind of thing) to get the child. Vomit was still a flowing so I reached over to grab the trash to swing it around to this kid and accidentally hit another kid in the head with the trash can. (Lucking it's not a real can and it's made out of plastic) Mr. C took the sick kid out. That didn't stop the drama. Since there was puke all over the rug and many children were beginning to gag we moved the 'party' over to another corner and ended up strutting in the hall instead of around the room.
The kids were saying how gross etc. it was that this kid puked and then I told them the very true story of me puking all over the tile floor in 2nd grade. It splattered everywhere and it was so embarrassing I got choked up telling the story today. Maybe I was choked up because I was still on the verge of vomiting myself, but either way. . .
I don't think I can ever read The Plump and Perky Turkey the same way again.
I really think Mr. C should get a raise.
So, I've been keeping myself busy. I'm doing an inference intervention with certain students in all three 2nd grade classrooms. I have almost all of my reading benchmarks done almost a month early. I bet I'll never type that again!! I've also came up with a way to help other teacher. This morning I thought it would be fun to go into different rooms to read to give the teacher a break. 20 minutes here or there are extremely helpful for a teacher.
I thought kindergarten would be a good place to start. I went in at 11am and read The Plump and Perky Turkey. It was so fun. It was great. I started adding actions and asking questions. Next thing I knew I had at least 20 kindergartens following my lead learning what strutting was because we were strutting like a plump and perky turkeys. I left that room and told my teammate, "Maybe one day I will teach kindergarten."
I went back at 3pm for the afternoon class. I actually arrived early I was so excited. Same book. Same actions. Couldn't wait.
A little more than half way, yet before the strutting began the five year old, innocent, little, blonde boy began vomitting all over himself. I can barely handle that with my own kids.
I looked at the teacher at his desk and said, "Mr. C. we have a sick friend here." He casually walked over (he must be immune to this kind of thing) to get the child. Vomit was still a flowing so I reached over to grab the trash to swing it around to this kid and accidentally hit another kid in the head with the trash can. (Lucking it's not a real can and it's made out of plastic) Mr. C took the sick kid out. That didn't stop the drama. Since there was puke all over the rug and many children were beginning to gag we moved the 'party' over to another corner and ended up strutting in the hall instead of around the room.
The kids were saying how gross etc. it was that this kid puked and then I told them the very true story of me puking all over the tile floor in 2nd grade. It splattered everywhere and it was so embarrassing I got choked up telling the story today. Maybe I was choked up because I was still on the verge of vomiting myself, but either way. . .
I don't think I can ever read The Plump and Perky Turkey the same way again.
I really think Mr. C should get a raise.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Craigslist
Dear Craig,
I really love your list! You're so easy to use, it's almost fun. It's really exciting when someone shows up to pay me for my old stuff. This week alone I've made $105.
Keep up the hard work and sell the rest of my stuff,
Kelly
I really love your list! You're so easy to use, it's almost fun. It's really exciting when someone shows up to pay me for my old stuff. This week alone I've made $105.
Keep up the hard work and sell the rest of my stuff,
Kelly
Monday, November 1, 2010
Happy Halloween
Whew, it was a crazy weekend!
On Saturday the Paulsons had their annual awesome Halloween party. It was even scarier than last year. They had Minute to Win it games. Mark won in 14 seconds. He managed to get two tea bags to balance on the bill of a hat.
The costumes were fabulous as usual. Molly's mom was Lady Gaga and had her makeup professionally done and her dad was Papa Razzi. Very clever.
It ended up being a very late night, but it was worth it. Very fun night. These two are always a blast to hang out with.
After nearly three whopping hours of sleep the kids were up and Whoo Hoo! It was Halloween!
After teaching Sunday School I got the kids down for a nap and the planning began. Organizing all the costumes and accessories. We headed over to Grandma Jeanne's for Uncle John and Papa Mark's birthday dinners. There the kids got to do their first Trick or Treating of the year.
Papa had bags of Nibs for each of them on top of the normal hand fulls of candy. They were delighted.
Look at Christian peeking around the corner at the spooky things on the porch. This stuff is scary to me (remember I hated Halloween for about 95% of my life). I can't believe they like this sccary stuff!
On Saturday the Paulsons had their annual awesome Halloween party. It was even scarier than last year. They had Minute to Win it games. Mark won in 14 seconds. He managed to get two tea bags to balance on the bill of a hat.
After nearly three whopping hours of sleep the kids were up and Whoo Hoo! It was Halloween!
After teaching Sunday School I got the kids down for a nap and the planning began. Organizing all the costumes and accessories. We headed over to Grandma Jeanne's for Uncle John and Papa Mark's birthday dinners. There the kids got to do their first Trick or Treating of the year.
Papa had bags of Nibs for each of them on top of the normal hand fulls of candy. They were delighted.
Here we are! We were clearly waiting for the arrival of the Mystery Machine.
Then it was over to Aunt Molly's house. We wanted to Trick or Treat there and today is Mol's bday!!
Happy Birthday Molly!!
They kids were infatuated with all of the spooky things around her house. None of it bothered Victoria at all. She loves spooky.
Then we headed over to Livi's house for Trick or Treating.
Then to Therese's house to hang out with Minnow a bit.
Then we finally headed out to actually Trick or Treat house to house.
They loved it, of course.
The would knock, yell Trick or Treat, receive the candy and then Victoria would look into her bucket and figure out what they put in there and then yell something like, "He gave me another one of those Kit Kat things!" By the time we finally got the hang of saying thank you and waiting to check out the goods until we were walking into the darkness of the night, there were only two houses left. Christian loved chasing after his big sister. He loved being Dooby Doo and he loved carrying his "bumpit."
Now, I'm left with various costumes strewn around the house. Mounds of candy piled in a variety of containers. I get so excited for Halloween we buy our costumes in the summer and wait and wait for October 31st. I'm already thinking about how Halloween will be different next year when they are 3 & 5.
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