Today marks my Two year Anniversary of Blogging!
Here are some of my favorite posts from the past year.
The Brave Princess
The Hair Change
Lovin' My Kids!
In This Skin.. I like seeing my progress!
Feeling at Home
A Proud Mommy Moment
April Re-Cap
Celebrating ME! We all should do this.
I love HIM
She's Growing UP!
Special Olympics
Why my camera makes me better
I Will Cherish You because I love him THAT much!
Wow he is BIG!!
The DIVA is here
Summer FUN!
Success! Can you believe I am doing it again?
Get my a walker
This just makes me giggle..
General Conference
Growing up
Halloween
A good Motto
Vegas
Done!
6
Boots!!
Smile
364
The BEST women
Yeah there are lots of my favorites. And there are even more. That is a total trip down memory lane. I love getting to read about my life/thoughts and stuff. I have now successfully journaled for 2 years. Go me!
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Monday, January 28, 2008
In Memory of our Beloved Prophet
I came upon this tribute, how beautiful and perfect. He was truly a Prophet of God. We were blessed to be taught by him and to feel of his love for each of us. I look forward to the progression of the Church and to sustaining our new Prophet.
Sunday, January 27, 2008
President Hinckley
I am sitting here in shock. In disbelief with great sadness. Tears are streaming down my cheeks as I try to wrap my head around everything. Our beloved Prophet President Gordon B. Hinckley passed away this evening. My friend IM'ed me and asked if I had heard the news.. to which I replied what news? And she informed me that President Hinckley had passed away at 7:30 MST. I went to tell Randy and burst into tears. They are tears of joy, and of sadness. I am elated for the chance he has to be with his wife after nearly four years. But I am saddened that my children will not know him the way that I have known him. He is the first Prophet who I related to, and who truly made an impact in my life.
I was 14, almost 15 when he was called as Prophet. I loved hearing him speak. I had the chance to hear him speak in person at the Conference Center, what an amazing feeling and blessing it was. The moment he walked in you could tell he was truly a man of God. He challenged us as Saints to go out and to be better. He wanted us to try harder, to attend the temple, to enjoy our lives. He brought temples to many who lived so far away from them. He helped us to grow as Saints. I am saddened to not have his messages to look forward to, but thankful I can read the past ones.
I am sitting here thinking that there must be quite a celebration on the other side tonight. I imagine there is quite a party as he is having the chance to his beloved wife.
President Hinckley will never know the great impact he had on my life, and on many others lives. He inspired me to do good. I left each General Conference knowing that I could do better and it was doable. I felt uplifted. I have so much in my head, but I can't seem to express it all the way I want to. The world is missing a great man. The heavens have gained one.
God be with you 'til we meet again.
I was 14, almost 15 when he was called as Prophet. I loved hearing him speak. I had the chance to hear him speak in person at the Conference Center, what an amazing feeling and blessing it was. The moment he walked in you could tell he was truly a man of God. He challenged us as Saints to go out and to be better. He wanted us to try harder, to attend the temple, to enjoy our lives. He brought temples to many who lived so far away from them. He helped us to grow as Saints. I am saddened to not have his messages to look forward to, but thankful I can read the past ones.
I am sitting here thinking that there must be quite a celebration on the other side tonight. I imagine there is quite a party as he is having the chance to his beloved wife.
President Hinckley will never know the great impact he had on my life, and on many others lives. He inspired me to do good. I left each General Conference knowing that I could do better and it was doable. I felt uplifted. I have so much in my head, but I can't seem to express it all the way I want to. The world is missing a great man. The heavens have gained one.
God be with you 'til we meet again.
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Why I am a Heathen
Evidently you all want dirt on me. Black mail? Maybe. But really it isn't juicy. We went skiing at Spout Springs on Monday. It was fun. Randy decided we should try these other trails further over. I reluctantly went with him. We were skiing in powder.. and not a little it was insane amounts and I was wondering if we were going to get lost and no one would ever find us and children would be left without parents. Why I didn't say anything.. I didn't want to be a wuss. So I kept going. It rocks to be so brave. ha! We get to a point, and sorry for the link, I can't get it to copy, save, or anything, CLICK HERE! And we went past lockjaw.. over to those other trails, the ones with the dotted lines, no longer dashed. (Does this sound smart? Do you get that Randy and I are just learning to ski.. they taught us how to put our skis on in the lesson.) Randy thought we could do it. I thought he wanted to take me off to get rid of me. Trade up for the newer model. (Okay not really... you can't get better than this.)
We kept going further following these lone ski tracks, seriously I don't know what we were thinking. We get to a hill, and then another one further over. I ask Randy what he wants to do, he said to check out the other hill. And like I explained I thought he wanted me to ski over there. I did, and a little down. He asks how is it? Umm.. I can't see the bottom, heck I see a ridge and then trees. Looks deadly.. think we should try it? He tells me to come back. Yeah right. Have you ever tried that on skis in powder so deep? Have you tried to hike up hill in skis? Or ski uphill? Doesn't he get that is why we have ski lifts, people don't do this. I start trying to step, walk, ski up the hill. It wasn't going well, and I kept falling and working my butt off to get up the hill. After just barely standing up to move for the millionth time I fell again and this time I cursed. I wish Darnit had come out.. but it's evil-step-sister did. I know I am a sinner. I felt ashamed. Really, I did. I know better and it is just wrong. I was so done and let it slip. The guilt. Who heard it? Me, the Lord, and Randy. Not millions of people, but I have guilt. I hate doing things like that in front of my husband, completely humiliating.
I took my ski's off and hiked in thigh high powder up the blasted hill and finally we got over to a decent trail and made it down. Lesson learned, don't ski in the deep powder and try and go up hill. I will say things I wish I never had. I apologized to Randy and he laughed.. it makes him giggle when I get that upset. Have I mentioned I am so lucky to have him? Because I am.
We kept going further following these lone ski tracks, seriously I don't know what we were thinking. We get to a hill, and then another one further over. I ask Randy what he wants to do, he said to check out the other hill. And like I explained I thought he wanted me to ski over there. I did, and a little down. He asks how is it? Umm.. I can't see the bottom, heck I see a ridge and then trees. Looks deadly.. think we should try it? He tells me to come back. Yeah right. Have you ever tried that on skis in powder so deep? Have you tried to hike up hill in skis? Or ski uphill? Doesn't he get that is why we have ski lifts, people don't do this. I start trying to step, walk, ski up the hill. It wasn't going well, and I kept falling and working my butt off to get up the hill. After just barely standing up to move for the millionth time I fell again and this time I cursed. I wish Darnit had come out.. but it's evil-step-sister did. I know I am a sinner. I felt ashamed. Really, I did. I know better and it is just wrong. I was so done and let it slip. The guilt. Who heard it? Me, the Lord, and Randy. Not millions of people, but I have guilt. I hate doing things like that in front of my husband, completely humiliating.
I took my ski's off and hiked in thigh high powder up the blasted hill and finally we got over to a decent trail and made it down. Lesson learned, don't ski in the deep powder and try and go up hill. I will say things I wish I never had. I apologized to Randy and he laughed.. it makes him giggle when I get that upset. Have I mentioned I am so lucky to have him? Because I am.
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Blogger Block
Lately I don't know what to blog about. Do I really want to write about my daily life, got up, showered, brushed my hair, put lotion on my face. Fed kids breakfast, drove Little Man to school. Drove home. Hung out with Little Miss, ate lunch. Shopped. Browsed online, cleaned up the house, picked up Little Man. Somewhere in the day I talked with Tiffany, and then made dinner, and went to bed. Something along those lines. Do I care to ever read about it, probably not. Will it bore everyone else to tears? Definitely.
Any terrific ideas? I already told you how I had to hike up the stupid hill, I didn't tell you I was a heathen though.. I let a word slip. I know I am purely evil, and I have great guilt. I. Have.GUILT!. I could tell you that I haven't even started the Center Pieces for my Brother-In-Laws wedding that I am doing for Saturday, but I would look like a procrastinator.. and that is my secret. I could tell you about Randy's new saxophone and more but I want you to hear it. I could tell you about lots of things but I never know which one to pick.
How about you choose, anything you want to know, or hear about. What would you like to know about me.. or my life?
Any terrific ideas? I already told you how I had to hike up the stupid hill, I didn't tell you I was a heathen though.. I let a word slip. I know I am purely evil, and I have great guilt. I. Have.GUILT!. I could tell you that I haven't even started the Center Pieces for my Brother-In-Laws wedding that I am doing for Saturday, but I would look like a procrastinator.. and that is my secret. I could tell you about Randy's new saxophone and more but I want you to hear it. I could tell you about lots of things but I never know which one to pick.
How about you choose, anything you want to know, or hear about. What would you like to know about me.. or my life?
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Skiing Fun!
Randy and I went skiing at Spout Springs yesterday. We had so much fun. I picked up our babysitter at 6:50AM and we left for a day of skiing fun. We took a hour and a half lesson and loved every minute of it. We did one run before we had our lesson and I fell getting off the lift, thankfully no one else was coming and I had to have the attendant help me up. It was awesome. And then I fell going down the hill, had to take my ski off to get up. Yeah, I felt so cool. I was thrilled to have a lesson and learn more about what I was doing. I skied in '97 and in '99 once each time. And Randy had skied back in '96ish before his mission.
The next time we went up the hill the attendant grabbed my hand to help me off the lift, I was so grateful, and I got good enough on that hill I could go down and not fall!! WOO HOO!! I was feeling pretty awesome. Then we went up the bigger hill. I fell getting off that lift too.. just the first time. After that I mastered it. We went down some pretty steep hills, and enough falling shook my confidence, but Randy did awesome. We both had some pretty good falls, but it was so much fun!
Randy later wanted to try a different trail so we went out into uncharted territory, the trail wasn't groomed it was deep fresh powder. I went to far, the hill had no bottom, it was like a cliff, I didn't want to die! I ended up having to hike up this beastly hill. Let me tell you, I was not a happy girl. I was grumbling and ready for someone to come along on their snowmobile and drag my sorry butt off of the mountain. Randy waited patiently trying to be encouraging and I finally got through and was thrilled to get to a still-steep-but-at-least-I-could-see-the-bottom-hill and go down.
We did at least 16 runs, I think more. We are going to go a few more time this year and take the kids so they can learn now. I had so much fun, and enjoyed 11 hours with my husband and having the chance to learn something new together. Thanks for a fantastic day!
And sorry no pictures, we are neither one talented enough to take a picture of the other one while skiing. So just pretend you see me rolling down the hill.
The next time we went up the hill the attendant grabbed my hand to help me off the lift, I was so grateful, and I got good enough on that hill I could go down and not fall!! WOO HOO!! I was feeling pretty awesome. Then we went up the bigger hill. I fell getting off that lift too.. just the first time. After that I mastered it. We went down some pretty steep hills, and enough falling shook my confidence, but Randy did awesome. We both had some pretty good falls, but it was so much fun!
Randy later wanted to try a different trail so we went out into uncharted territory, the trail wasn't groomed it was deep fresh powder. I went to far, the hill had no bottom, it was like a cliff, I didn't want to die! I ended up having to hike up this beastly hill. Let me tell you, I was not a happy girl. I was grumbling and ready for someone to come along on their snowmobile and drag my sorry butt off of the mountain. Randy waited patiently trying to be encouraging and I finally got through and was thrilled to get to a still-steep-but-at-least-I-could-see-the-bottom-hill and go down.
We did at least 16 runs, I think more. We are going to go a few more time this year and take the kids so they can learn now. I had so much fun, and enjoyed 11 hours with my husband and having the chance to learn something new together. Thanks for a fantastic day!
And sorry no pictures, we are neither one talented enough to take a picture of the other one while skiing. So just pretend you see me rolling down the hill.
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Engagement Pictures
There are a few up on my Photo Blog and I am thrilled. This was one of those shoots the whole time I was thinking I can't wait to edit these!! I think we will have almost 60! It was cold, very cold. But they were troopers and just terrific fun. And for those of you who don't want to click here is a teaser. I will be putting more up in the future. And aren't they so cute??
Saturday, January 19, 2008
1 Year Ago
One year ago today's I posted about this, it was a joyous time. My beloved camera was finally in my possession. I had wanted one for months, and I was constantly showing Randy the best deals I could find all. of. the. time. I think he got so sick of it he brought it home so I would shut up and leave him alone. It worked! I still love my camera as much as I did the day I got it. And I have since acquired more lenses and a flash with two more lenses coming soon. I can't wait! And if things go to my plan it will be getting a new sister this year to accompany us everywhere we go.
I had no idea what getting my camera would do for me. I mentioned yesterday it brought me joy, and it has brought so much needed joy. And it has healed my heart. Not the actual camera, but photography.
I dreamed of having a big family. I would have a minimum of 4 kids and hopefully more. It was all going to be perfect. Then due to health issues (trying to die while pregnant) every doctor said we were done. I was betrayed by my own body. It had failed me. With all of my health issues I have never felt like my body was betraying me, but when I realized I couldn't have more kids I felt betrayed and like I was a complete failure at the one dream I had. My not being able to have more kids changed how I viewed myself and my body. I felt as if I was defined as a failure. It hurt. I cringed when I was asked when we were having more because I felt like everyone else could see my failure also.
This past year I have had the chance to bring my art back into my life. I used to paint, and I love to paint. My parents have my paintings and art is a passion of mine. I had shoved it back and down for so long because I didn't have the time. I decided with my camera I would start doing what I love, taking pictures and do something I know I am good at. It started slowly and I read and learned to understand everything my camera would do and also everything photoshop could do for me. I have taken over 44 pictures for other people in the past year. I had no idea it was that many until I just looked, (this includes my 5 weddings.) Somewhere along the way this year my heart was healed. I no longer feel that I am a failure. The number of kids I have does not define me, and my children are by no means a failure of my body. They are wonderful beautiful miracles. Capturing the moments people want to remember and taking the time to get to know people and learn about each family has brought a sense of peace and joy that I needed. I needed to have something I was good at that was mine. It was separate from that of a mother, separate from that of a wife, it was me. Nothing less, nothing more. A part of me that I lost so long ago was brought back and I feel whole. I no longer feel I have failed. Who knew what this camera would do, and that I needed it oh so much? I never imagined the healing it would bring to me when I got it one year ago. I felt guilt that Randy spent that much money on me, but I was thrilled.
Every infant, child, family, couple, wedding, that I take pictures of is forever imprinted in my heart. I love that I am getting to know so many more people and that they share parts of their life with me. I can't wait to see all that comes from 2008.
I had no idea what getting my camera would do for me. I mentioned yesterday it brought me joy, and it has brought so much needed joy. And it has healed my heart. Not the actual camera, but photography.
I dreamed of having a big family. I would have a minimum of 4 kids and hopefully more. It was all going to be perfect. Then due to health issues (trying to die while pregnant) every doctor said we were done. I was betrayed by my own body. It had failed me. With all of my health issues I have never felt like my body was betraying me, but when I realized I couldn't have more kids I felt betrayed and like I was a complete failure at the one dream I had. My not being able to have more kids changed how I viewed myself and my body. I felt as if I was defined as a failure. It hurt. I cringed when I was asked when we were having more because I felt like everyone else could see my failure also.
This past year I have had the chance to bring my art back into my life. I used to paint, and I love to paint. My parents have my paintings and art is a passion of mine. I had shoved it back and down for so long because I didn't have the time. I decided with my camera I would start doing what I love, taking pictures and do something I know I am good at. It started slowly and I read and learned to understand everything my camera would do and also everything photoshop could do for me. I have taken over 44 pictures for other people in the past year. I had no idea it was that many until I just looked, (this includes my 5 weddings.) Somewhere along the way this year my heart was healed. I no longer feel that I am a failure. The number of kids I have does not define me, and my children are by no means a failure of my body. They are wonderful beautiful miracles. Capturing the moments people want to remember and taking the time to get to know people and learn about each family has brought a sense of peace and joy that I needed. I needed to have something I was good at that was mine. It was separate from that of a mother, separate from that of a wife, it was me. Nothing less, nothing more. A part of me that I lost so long ago was brought back and I feel whole. I no longer feel I have failed. Who knew what this camera would do, and that I needed it oh so much? I never imagined the healing it would bring to me when I got it one year ago. I felt guilt that Randy spent that much money on me, but I was thrilled.
Every infant, child, family, couple, wedding, that I take pictures of is forever imprinted in my heart. I love that I am getting to know so many more people and that they share parts of their life with me. I can't wait to see all that comes from 2008.
Friday, January 18, 2008
The Break is Over
I have had a good 3 weeks off of my photography and I miss it tons. It was nice to just be able to relax and not have photos waiting for editing, but I am ready to jump back in and get things going.
Tomorrow I have a super fun engagement shoot that I am beyond giddy for. It will be nice to capture them and they are up for a fun and funky shoot. Those are always my favorite. So be on the watch for some new pictures. I am so excited for 2008 and the progress I have seen in my photography and for some of the things I have planned.
And tomorrow marks the one year date of getting my beloved camera. Who knew the joy that it would bring to me. Dear Camera, I love you.
Tomorrow I have a super fun engagement shoot that I am beyond giddy for. It will be nice to capture them and they are up for a fun and funky shoot. Those are always my favorite. So be on the watch for some new pictures. I am so excited for 2008 and the progress I have seen in my photography and for some of the things I have planned.
And tomorrow marks the one year date of getting my beloved camera. Who knew the joy that it would bring to me. Dear Camera, I love you.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
124
I realized I blogged on this blog 124 times in 2006, and 124 times in 2007. (I had my photo blog going for 2007, so I blogged on it this past year also, so I actually blogged more but different.) Think that will be the same for this year? I blog about 1/3 of the days. So not too shabby, because really I don't always have great things to blog about. Like today. I feel I should blog, but I am insanely busy.
Have an awesome day. Go out and do something fun and make the most of this brisk January Day!
Did I mention I have had my cute sister all week? It is so much fun, but I am running around like a chicken with it's head cut off. Three kids definitely has thrown my life out of whack. I have no idea how mom's of many do it. You have my respect.
And because I haven't shared our 2007 Family Picture, courtesy of Misty, here you go! We took these the day we went to Las Vegas. These are what I have displayed in my home.
And here are a couple that Randy thought should make the cut to show us being real. Not everyone needs to see the backhanding. But the jumping, I totally love.
Have an awesome day. Go out and do something fun and make the most of this brisk January Day!
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
16 Days
Little Miss will be going under the knife. She will have those blasted tonsils and adenoids removed. They are extremely large, and are effecting her breathing, sleeping, speech, and even eating. I am thrilled that we only have to wait 16 days. I am excited for the surgery and to see the progress. Prayers that things go well and that the outcome is as great as they are hoping for would be greatly appreciated.
Yipee!
Little Miss is going to the ENT today at 11:30. We weren't suppose to get to go until the 29th so I am thrilled we are getting in earlier. Hopefully we will schedule surgery. Am I sick and twisted that I am so excited to get this done?
We had speech yesterday and I was talking to her speech therapist because I have several friends who teach K, that don't know LIttle Miss well but were talking about how they thought kids with summer birthdays should wait until they are 6 to start K. I asked Elsa what she thought would be best with Little Miss and she said Little Miss is totally ready and the S, L, and R are already progressing but she should have no problems. And hopefully getting the adenoids and tonsils out she should clear up soon.
I am looking forward to her being able to speak without it being such a challenge for her. It is hard when she is trying to get it out and she is so nasally and just so muffled that some things just aren't as clear as they could be. I can't wait for the surgery for her to be able to sound like herself.
We had speech yesterday and I was talking to her speech therapist because I have several friends who teach K, that don't know LIttle Miss well but were talking about how they thought kids with summer birthdays should wait until they are 6 to start K. I asked Elsa what she thought would be best with Little Miss and she said Little Miss is totally ready and the S, L, and R are already progressing but she should have no problems. And hopefully getting the adenoids and tonsils out she should clear up soon.
I am looking forward to her being able to speak without it being such a challenge for her. It is hard when she is trying to get it out and she is so nasally and just so muffled that some things just aren't as clear as they could be. I can't wait for the surgery for her to be able to sound like herself.
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Perspective
Do you ever feel you are sinking? Like your ship is going down? I do. And it is not a pleasant feeling, and one that I try my hardest to get to go away. I told Randy this AM I felt like I was sinking. I wasn't sure I was doing the best as a mother. Was I doing what my kids needed me to do?
Little Man has had his adjustment going back to school. I try my hardest to do the best but sometimes it just feels like my efforts are in vain. I have spent quite a bit of time on my knees praying for guidance with him. He is busy, he is good, he is creative, he keeps me on my toes, and he is a sweet loving boy. And after much prayer and contemplation I know that my reactions when he does things is what triggers his reactions to me. He mimics me. Nice huh? So the things he does that I don't like he just learned them from me. How is that for perspective? As I work on me to be better I believe that he will become better. I have a stronger influence than I realize at times, and one that can be for good or bad. It is up to me to teach him. The days I feel like I am failing him, he can sense my feeling of failure and picks up on it. My attitude and feelings as a mother greatly effect my child's action. I have more control than I want to realize I do.
I realize how little I know about being a Mother. And sometimes I feel very unqualified to have these special kids that my Heavenly Father is allowing me to raise. Thankfully our Heavenly Father blesses us with guidance and inspiration. I am praying for patience and the ability to step back and listen to the Spirit in situations where I am frustrated. My kids deserve this. I can do this. Perspective.. it is all about realizing what is important, and what isn't. Getting rid of the things that don't matter, forgetting the worries and stresses and focusing on what really matters in life.
Little Man has had his adjustment going back to school. I try my hardest to do the best but sometimes it just feels like my efforts are in vain. I have spent quite a bit of time on my knees praying for guidance with him. He is busy, he is good, he is creative, he keeps me on my toes, and he is a sweet loving boy. And after much prayer and contemplation I know that my reactions when he does things is what triggers his reactions to me. He mimics me. Nice huh? So the things he does that I don't like he just learned them from me. How is that for perspective? As I work on me to be better I believe that he will become better. I have a stronger influence than I realize at times, and one that can be for good or bad. It is up to me to teach him. The days I feel like I am failing him, he can sense my feeling of failure and picks up on it. My attitude and feelings as a mother greatly effect my child's action. I have more control than I want to realize I do.
I realize how little I know about being a Mother. And sometimes I feel very unqualified to have these special kids that my Heavenly Father is allowing me to raise. Thankfully our Heavenly Father blesses us with guidance and inspiration. I am praying for patience and the ability to step back and listen to the Spirit in situations where I am frustrated. My kids deserve this. I can do this. Perspective.. it is all about realizing what is important, and what isn't. Getting rid of the things that don't matter, forgetting the worries and stresses and focusing on what really matters in life.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
The Real Story
I decided after pondering all day yesterday to make an appointment with Little Man's teacher. Anyway I called his Spanish Teacher and set up an appointment, and thankfully he was willing to meet with me yesterday afternoon, once school was out! YAY! And even better Randy was able to go with me.
I went in trying to remember to not be short because I am my child's advocate but I also like his teacher. He wanted to know what Little Man had said the reasons for not being allowed to go to recess were and Mama Bear came out, and shortly after I started speaking I realized that my position was quite hostile looking, arms folded (just like you need at Church) voice slightly tense, and a little more intense than I meant to be. I thought whoa.. bring it down girl. And so I took a breath and tried to make sure I was calm collected and could explain myself without putting his teacher on the defense, because he is a great teacher and I was sure this would all be fine. Things came out calmly and collected, I was pleased. Because Little Man's teacher cannot speak English to him at all there is a big language barrier when discipline happens. Little Man was in trouble because when one of the para-eds was helping him she was wanting him to say a few simple words he knows well in Spanish and he decided to say Caca. Now my niece who is 2 calls everything Caca, and we have never considered it a bad word. His teacher informed us you know what that means, so we can't allow him to talk like that and ignore it. Randy and I laughed and looked at each other and said he doesn't have any idea that is bad in Spanish, he isn't trying to cuss, he is being silly and thinks it is funny. Mimicking his cousin. Mr. Solano looked relieved and shocked, but realized we don't speak Spanish and why would are kid be swearing in Spanish. He never swears in English.
We talked and got things straightened out. Little Man had gotten in trouble for good reason, but he didn't understand the reason. Now we have a notebook and he has our cells and email addresses to call if there is a problem so we can make sure Little Man is clear, and it will help the both of them. Going back to school after Christmas break has been an adjustment for him. But I am sure that with a little more time things will smooth out.
We left on a good note, Mr Solano grateful that we are involved and wanting to help, and me grateful that the teacher isn't going to punish my boy for throwing his hat. And the worry and stress was gone.
I went in trying to remember to not be short because I am my child's advocate but I also like his teacher. He wanted to know what Little Man had said the reasons for not being allowed to go to recess were and Mama Bear came out, and shortly after I started speaking I realized that my position was quite hostile looking, arms folded (just like you need at Church) voice slightly tense, and a little more intense than I meant to be. I thought whoa.. bring it down girl. And so I took a breath and tried to make sure I was calm collected and could explain myself without putting his teacher on the defense, because he is a great teacher and I was sure this would all be fine. Things came out calmly and collected, I was pleased. Because Little Man's teacher cannot speak English to him at all there is a big language barrier when discipline happens. Little Man was in trouble because when one of the para-eds was helping him she was wanting him to say a few simple words he knows well in Spanish and he decided to say Caca. Now my niece who is 2 calls everything Caca, and we have never considered it a bad word. His teacher informed us you know what that means, so we can't allow him to talk like that and ignore it. Randy and I laughed and looked at each other and said he doesn't have any idea that is bad in Spanish, he isn't trying to cuss, he is being silly and thinks it is funny. Mimicking his cousin. Mr. Solano looked relieved and shocked, but realized we don't speak Spanish and why would are kid be swearing in Spanish. He never swears in English.
We talked and got things straightened out. Little Man had gotten in trouble for good reason, but he didn't understand the reason. Now we have a notebook and he has our cells and email addresses to call if there is a problem so we can make sure Little Man is clear, and it will help the both of them. Going back to school after Christmas break has been an adjustment for him. But I am sure that with a little more time things will smooth out.
We left on a good note, Mr Solano grateful that we are involved and wanting to help, and me grateful that the teacher isn't going to punish my boy for throwing his hat. And the worry and stress was gone.
Wednesday, January 09, 2008
Private!
Ohh.. I am private now. Thrilling huh? I left it open hoping I could get every one's emails who wanted to still read. So if you hear of someone who doesn't have an invite send them my email or send me their email and I will invite.
Some positive things about being private, I can share more stuff I want to, including my kids names! Aren't you thrilled to finally hear them.
Some current things, Little Miss had her first speech evaluation. WOO HOO! She has a hard time with S, L, and R. And with the blends on those words. So for consonant sounds she is in the 7th percentile. I was shocked it was that low considering those are the letters that Elsa (speech therapist) said she needed to work on. Those are her only letters she has a hard time with but S in blends makes up a lot of blends, but we are working on it and she is already showing progress. YAY! Elsa imagines 2 months of speech and she should be pretty cleared up. And getting the tonsils out will help immensely, she said right now she just sounds severely muffled and no amount of speech will help that, the tonsils and adenoids are just too big. January 29th we get to go to the ENT, and I am anxious.
Little Man is loving school. He is learning Spanish and really excelling, even though it is hard. He was the first English speaking kid to read Spanish in his classroom and is very proud of that. He likes to have fun and play around which sometimes gets him in trouble. He ended up not getting his afternoon recess yesterday because he threw his stocking cap up in the air. He was quite heart broken, he was just trying to make a basket. lol. I felt so bad for him but he has to obey the rules. I would like a different punishment than missing all of recess, maybe 5 minutes instead? Or something else. He only gets two recesses as it is, and he is 6 he needs to get some of his wiggles out so he can concentrate. It is hard he goes from his Grandmother-ish English teacher to the 25 year old Senor. They have very different expectations of these kids. I am pondering what it is I need to do. I want to be my kids best advocate.
Being Mom.. it is fun, rewarding, and great. But sometimes it is hard when you watch your kids struggle and try to figure out the best way to help them.
Some positive things about being private, I can share more stuff I want to, including my kids names! Aren't you thrilled to finally hear them.
Some current things, Little Miss had her first speech evaluation. WOO HOO! She has a hard time with S, L, and R. And with the blends on those words. So for consonant sounds she is in the 7th percentile. I was shocked it was that low considering those are the letters that Elsa (speech therapist) said she needed to work on. Those are her only letters she has a hard time with but S in blends makes up a lot of blends, but we are working on it and she is already showing progress. YAY! Elsa imagines 2 months of speech and she should be pretty cleared up. And getting the tonsils out will help immensely, she said right now she just sounds severely muffled and no amount of speech will help that, the tonsils and adenoids are just too big. January 29th we get to go to the ENT, and I am anxious.
Little Man is loving school. He is learning Spanish and really excelling, even though it is hard. He was the first English speaking kid to read Spanish in his classroom and is very proud of that. He likes to have fun and play around which sometimes gets him in trouble. He ended up not getting his afternoon recess yesterday because he threw his stocking cap up in the air. He was quite heart broken, he was just trying to make a basket. lol. I felt so bad for him but he has to obey the rules. I would like a different punishment than missing all of recess, maybe 5 minutes instead? Or something else. He only gets two recesses as it is, and he is 6 he needs to get some of his wiggles out so he can concentrate. It is hard he goes from his Grandmother-ish English teacher to the 25 year old Senor. They have very different expectations of these kids. I am pondering what it is I need to do. I want to be my kids best advocate.
Being Mom.. it is fun, rewarding, and great. But sometimes it is hard when you watch your kids struggle and try to figure out the best way to help them.
Monday, January 07, 2008
Just a Quick Reminder
I need email addresses from many of you. email me Thanks. Or leave your email in my comments.
Friday, January 04, 2008
Going Private.
So I am feeling the need to go private. I like to blog for myself, I don't do it for anyone but me. But I hate seeing where people stalk my blog for hours on end. It is creepy. So my blog is going private. If you want to still read it leave me a comment with your contact info.
Editing more.. because I have been so busy and in a hurry I don't always get my thoughts all out.
It isn't just seeing people on my blog for a long time.. but I also have been hearing lots of stories that kinda freak me out. And doing some research I don't want my pictures of my family pulled onto other peoples web sites for weird things. I hope that explains things better. Clear as mud? I am just trying to take more safety precautions on the Internet and be a smarter blogger.
Editing more.. because I have been so busy and in a hurry I don't always get my thoughts all out.
It isn't just seeing people on my blog for a long time.. but I also have been hearing lots of stories that kinda freak me out. And doing some research I don't want my pictures of my family pulled onto other peoples web sites for weird things. I hope that explains things better. Clear as mud? I am just trying to take more safety precautions on the Internet and be a smarter blogger.
Thursday, January 03, 2008
Seriously.
I am editing what I wrote.
Hi! Due to recent events I am editing my blog to only allow people with blogger accounts to post comments.
Hope your day is just awesome.
Thank you,
The Management
Hi! Due to recent events I am editing my blog to only allow people with blogger accounts to post comments.
Hope your day is just awesome.
Thank you,
The Management
Wednesday, January 02, 2008
2008
New Year's Resolutions.
I don't really have any. There I said it. I am just going to keep doing my best, and I am not going to beat myself up for just doing my best. I am going to try and be the healthiest, happiest, best me I can be. That is all I ever want to be is me. I want to be true to myself and who I am. I want to be the best daughter of God, Mom, and Wife I can be. And this isn't a new goal for myself, this is part of my daily life. Always trying to be my best self, not anyone else's best self.
I like myself. That was a goal I have had over the past few years was to like me, and I like me now. And part of liking me is just trying to do my best at life.
Happy New Year. I hope everyone can like themselves as much as I like myself. It sounds humble, I know. But really it is good to like who you are, and to feel okay in your own skin, and not need approval of others and to realize not everyone likes you, you can't please them all. It is okay. Just like you and be true to you.
I don't really have any. There I said it. I am just going to keep doing my best, and I am not going to beat myself up for just doing my best. I am going to try and be the healthiest, happiest, best me I can be. That is all I ever want to be is me. I want to be true to myself and who I am. I want to be the best daughter of God, Mom, and Wife I can be. And this isn't a new goal for myself, this is part of my daily life. Always trying to be my best self, not anyone else's best self.
I like myself. That was a goal I have had over the past few years was to like me, and I like me now. And part of liking me is just trying to do my best at life.
Happy New Year. I hope everyone can like themselves as much as I like myself. It sounds humble, I know. But really it is good to like who you are, and to feel okay in your own skin, and not need approval of others and to realize not everyone likes you, you can't please them all. It is okay. Just like you and be true to you.
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