HERSHEY

During our outing today, somehow we ended up close to PetSmart.....long story short, we came home with a 13-month old chocolate lab.

Momma must need her head examined!

Misconduct Report

Can you be livid when your child comes home with a misconduct report?
How can you expect a child to know when gym shoes are required
when no notification was ever sent?

Some notice would be nice, GISD! She was mortified! She was fussed at
with no defense.

Raising Children

Part of the reason I go to my MOM2MOM meetings is to learn from ones that have already been where I am, to listen to others in distress, to lend a shoulder, give some sort of advice or support. I ran across this from a posting from my friend Julie J., and it really sums up what I am here for. I hope I remember! *** “The world may not applaud us for wiping running noses, driving in carpools, or talking with our teenager into the wee hours of the morning. And until they are trained, our children might not thank us either. But as we set aside our own selfish desires and glorify God by joyfully serving our children, we are pursuing true greatness according to the Bible. Let us do so with tenderness, affection, and with a smile!” – Carolyn Mahaney"

The Bunions

The long version: So, this morning I had to put two different high tops on Annie, one size 10, one size 11 a total of 6 times, with three sock changes. Dang those sock seams! Just a few weeks ago she wore the pink size 10s but this morning they were too small. So, I pulled down a bin from the closet shelf to reveal black sparkly ones, size 11. (I love clearance sales at The Children's Place in Hillsboro)
So, I was pretty frustrated because lacing and unlacing, providing the surface for which she was pushing against, pulling up the zippers, was really wearing on my two thumbs and my arthritis. I told her she had to wear them until we got to school because she was about to have her first tardy, and that I would put her brown ones with Velcro (BORING!) in her backpack.
When I picked her up after school, I waited across the street at the benches in the little grassy area until I could stand it no longer. The kinder kids sit on the porch & watch for their parents that walk up, while other parents drive up to gather their kids straight to their cars, and their presence blocks Annie from seeing me. I had waited long enough! So, I broke the rule and went over to the porch (the rule keeps ciaos and parents at bay)  and her teacher, Mrs. K told me that the shoes were cute and all, but that they really hurt her feet, too bad she didn't have others to change into. I said, "Oh, but she DID!" Royanne claimed she didn't know. So, in the car, Royanne showed me her two band-aids, and she said she got them for her bunions. I said "you mean blisters" and she said, "I"m on my feet all day and I just hate the bunions!!"
JUST LIKE THE COMMERCIAL! SHE c*r*a*c*k*s ME UP!!!!!!