I love Kindergarteners for so many reasons. They make the day so much more enjoyable just by being themselves. A couple of kiddos brightened my day with some very funny comments and questions. I thought I would share...
During circle time we were sharing "good news" and a friend is talking about playing with her sister, another friend interrupts...
"Oh, I have a brother too...he's a boy!"
Out at recess a friend runs up to me, out of breath, and says...
"Mrs. Chapman, I just have to know...what is your last name?"
At the beginning of the year a sleepy-head walks through the door one morning and says...
"Mrs. Chapstick, are we having free choice centers today?"
I will keep you posted!
Friday, March 21, 2008
Monday, March 17, 2008
The Sweetest Days
Matt and I were talking the other day about the kids and we had one of those surreal moments...we have kids! They are just so awesome right where they are in life. We agreed that we might be living in the sweetest days of our lives...
Sleeping in his swing from MeMe & Grandad
Baylee finally has a brother
She is cooking...mac-n-cheese and pizza rolls!
Brody's 1st time at Baylee's softball practice
Hanging together at Gramma & PawPaw's
Brody is smiling!
Baylee-Girl at Hannah Montana
Sleeping in his swing from MeMe & Grandad
Baylee finally has a brother
She is cooking...mac-n-cheese and pizza rolls!
Brody's 1st time at Baylee's softball practice
Hanging together at Gramma & PawPaw's
Brody is smiling!
Baylee-Girl at Hannah MontanaThe Only Thing Cuter Than Baby Feet...
Are baby feet sticking out of blue jeans! I just love jeans...especially ones that are worn with holes in them. If I could, I would wear them everyday-everywhere. These toes belong to Brody and he is wearing his 1st pair of jeans!
Saturday, March 15, 2008
My Not-So-Great Friday Night
Friday nights are, on average, one of the best nights of the week for me. I absolutely look forward to them as Matt and I enjoy going out to eat or grilling at home with our kids. Last night started out just as wonderful with a trip to Boss's Pizza, which by the way is the best! After drowning the crazy week in a few slices of pepperoni, we came home and I decided to stay committed to my 30 minute walk. Matt came along and so that meant Baby Brody as well...beautiful! Baylee and her friend Sydney wanted to ride bikes along side of us so that just left Ellie (the dog) home alone. Since I'm a sucker for a tilted head and a wagging tail... Ellie came too! The whole family + one affirmed my efforts to "get back in my jeans" and that was awesome!
Half way into the walk (the up hill part) Matt decided that Brody was getting a little cranky (he was sleeping in the stroller) and that he should probably take him home...whatever. I didn't care what Matt did...I was on a mission. So, that left Baylee, Sydney, me and of course...Ellie. Before I continue, let me give you a little insight to Ellie. She is the sweetest, cutest, most lovable, patient (with kids), loyal, and SOCIAL dog in the world. She loves everyone...even those who don't love her! As we are truck'en along sweating pretty good, breathing pretty heavily, our neighbor's boyfriend decides to enjoy the evening by walking "Zoey". Zoey is the neighborhood snob among the dogs. She enjoys no one's company and especially not Ellie's! As we walk on, the boyfriend lets me pass him and I could tell he was a bit annoyed but I didn't know why. We pass and Zoey growls at Ellie (as usual). We all round the corner, make it up the hill and head for the next corner when it all goes back down hill...well, at least Ellie. Her collar was too loose and came off of her neck and once she knew she was free, she went wild! In an effort to catch the uncatchable, Baylee and Sydney ditch their bikes. After a minute or two of us running and Ellie laughing, the boyfriend heads up the hill, with Zoey! It was at this point that I began to panic. Ellie spots Zoey and wants to play, Zoey spots Ellie and wants to attack, and I just wanted to sit down on the curb and cry! The boyfriend keeps walking as Ellie is trying to play with Zoey. The three of us are trying to catch her when he becomes very annoyed and extremely rude! He finally stops walking and says to me, "You know what, I'm just going to stop and let you do your thing. YOU NEED TO GET YOUR DOG!" Wow...really? He kept popping off to me about how my dog was going to get hurt (and I don't think he meant by Zoey). Once he stopped I was able to get Ellie and put her collar back on. He took his dog and went home, AND even closed the garage door!
I was crushed! He was so incredibly rude to me in front of the girls. He spoke to me with such disrespect that I just knew he was one of those people who thinks very highly of himself and much less about others. The whole time he was talking down to me I kept telling myself to be Jesus to him for Baylee and Sydney's sake, when who I really wanted to be was Satan himself. I know that's harsh and unpleasant, but that's honestly how I felt! Here I am trying to catch my dog so no one gets hurt while I'm trying to keep two girls out of the traffic in their attempts to help me, and all this perfect gentleman can do is belittle my efforts. I wanted to forget my walk and go home and cry but I didn't. I was out walking first! I got mad and burned off ALL the pizza I ate, I'm sure!
I spent the rest of the evening wondering what purpose the boyfriend could possibly have here on this earth and why God put him in my path! I thought long and hard about what I taught Baylee that night. Did I do the right thing by remaining calm and collected as he fell apart? Or did I teach her that it's ok to let people talk down to you? I wanted to tell that boyfriend that he was setting a pitiful example for my girls who were watching him, but I didn't and that ate at me all night. This morning God showed me that there is nothing I can do or should do to correct the boyfriend's behavior, and that's ok. I can, however, praise Him for the gentleman in Baylee's life that does set a good example for her! That's all...this was a good bit of therapy for me...thanks for listening. Oh, by the way...I think I'll take Ellie walking tonite!
Half way into the walk (the up hill part) Matt decided that Brody was getting a little cranky (he was sleeping in the stroller) and that he should probably take him home...whatever. I didn't care what Matt did...I was on a mission. So, that left Baylee, Sydney, me and of course...Ellie. Before I continue, let me give you a little insight to Ellie. She is the sweetest, cutest, most lovable, patient (with kids), loyal, and SOCIAL dog in the world. She loves everyone...even those who don't love her! As we are truck'en along sweating pretty good, breathing pretty heavily, our neighbor's boyfriend decides to enjoy the evening by walking "Zoey". Zoey is the neighborhood snob among the dogs. She enjoys no one's company and especially not Ellie's! As we walk on, the boyfriend lets me pass him and I could tell he was a bit annoyed but I didn't know why. We pass and Zoey growls at Ellie (as usual). We all round the corner, make it up the hill and head for the next corner when it all goes back down hill...well, at least Ellie. Her collar was too loose and came off of her neck and once she knew she was free, she went wild! In an effort to catch the uncatchable, Baylee and Sydney ditch their bikes. After a minute or two of us running and Ellie laughing, the boyfriend heads up the hill, with Zoey! It was at this point that I began to panic. Ellie spots Zoey and wants to play, Zoey spots Ellie and wants to attack, and I just wanted to sit down on the curb and cry! The boyfriend keeps walking as Ellie is trying to play with Zoey. The three of us are trying to catch her when he becomes very annoyed and extremely rude! He finally stops walking and says to me, "You know what, I'm just going to stop and let you do your thing. YOU NEED TO GET YOUR DOG!" Wow...really? He kept popping off to me about how my dog was going to get hurt (and I don't think he meant by Zoey). Once he stopped I was able to get Ellie and put her collar back on. He took his dog and went home, AND even closed the garage door!
I was crushed! He was so incredibly rude to me in front of the girls. He spoke to me with such disrespect that I just knew he was one of those people who thinks very highly of himself and much less about others. The whole time he was talking down to me I kept telling myself to be Jesus to him for Baylee and Sydney's sake, when who I really wanted to be was Satan himself. I know that's harsh and unpleasant, but that's honestly how I felt! Here I am trying to catch my dog so no one gets hurt while I'm trying to keep two girls out of the traffic in their attempts to help me, and all this perfect gentleman can do is belittle my efforts. I wanted to forget my walk and go home and cry but I didn't. I was out walking first! I got mad and burned off ALL the pizza I ate, I'm sure!
I spent the rest of the evening wondering what purpose the boyfriend could possibly have here on this earth and why God put him in my path! I thought long and hard about what I taught Baylee that night. Did I do the right thing by remaining calm and collected as he fell apart? Or did I teach her that it's ok to let people talk down to you? I wanted to tell that boyfriend that he was setting a pitiful example for my girls who were watching him, but I didn't and that ate at me all night. This morning God showed me that there is nothing I can do or should do to correct the boyfriend's behavior, and that's ok. I can, however, praise Him for the gentleman in Baylee's life that does set a good example for her! That's all...this was a good bit of therapy for me...thanks for listening. Oh, by the way...I think I'll take Ellie walking tonite!
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