A Few Friendly Reminders

Students are people too.  Their moms get cancer and their grandfathers die and their parents make bad choices.  Cut them a little slack when you can.

If you have a temporary crown, you should not eat Hot Tamales.

If your temporary crown pops off, Vaseline apparently does the trick to stick it back on.

Oatmeal, when left on the table for a day, can be substituted for glue or even cement.  (No conclusion yet as a substitute for the Vaseline in the above situation.)

Four year olds know when you try to shorten a book by turning two or three pages at once.  In the end it only makes the whole thing take longer.

Four year olds, however, are still magically delighted with the most simple of Valentines.  $2 = Too much fun.

Thirty year olds with two kids should not stay up until midnight night after night.  This is hazardous to their health.

Even if you attempt to stall by writing a lame blog post, the dirty dishes will still be there.  Ugh.

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My Week From A to Z

Art Show:  My students’ recycled materials art was featured in a real-live art gallery this weekend during First Fridays.  They were a true hit, and we had so much fun!

Breast Cancer:  Two young women in my life, both with young kids, have gotten this diagnosis in recent weeks.  Many thoughts going their way.

Compliment:  Earlier this week I read my students a prize-winning poem that I wrote in high school.  When I was finished, one student chimed in and said, “Mrs. Proffitt, you’re a better writer than <The Other Teacher> is at math.”  I’ll take it.

Doughnut:  On our surprise two hour delay Friday, I decided to head to school at the normal time to get a little extra work done.  At some point during the morning, this announcement was made, “Attention staff, if you are here this early, you deserve an award.  I have some doughnuts I bought for a meeting this morning that ended up being cancelled.  Come get one!”  You better bet I was there.  See J.

Explosions:  I’ve had just about enough of Bubba’s bodily fluids this week.  Sheesh.

Field trip:  Planning is underway for our fourth grade overnight trip.  Bring it.

Grandma:  She totally saved the day, or two, this week.  She spent Thursday and Friday with Bubba.  See E.

Hundredth Day:  Ruth and I have been planning a celebration that will bring our students’ together…mostly so we have an excuse to work on a project together again.  Check out our silliness in the video we made to introduce the day’s activities to our students.

iTunes:  When Jay’s accompanist cancelled at 6:00 a.m. this morning, iTunes saved the day.

Jeans:  When you only own two pairs of jeans, and one begins to not fit, it’s time to do something about it.  (I type with a candy cane in hand mouth.)  See W.

Knee surgery:  Chica’s nana had a knee replacement this week.  She’s one tough cookie.  See W.

Laughter:  My students continue to crack me up.  This week I was trying to get them hyped for converting fractions into decimals with a fake “crime” they had to solve.  “When you finish your warm up, come get the evidence sheet and you’ll be on the case!”  Which was followed by, “Mrs. Proffitt….is this is real case or like a worksheet case?”  I couldn’t help but laugh.

Mouth to mouth:  Bubba has a recent fascination with kissing, except it’s more like he’s trying to resuscitate you.  Not sure what to do about that….

Newspaper:  In my endless attempts to entertain a 14 month old, I recalled a memory of making tubes out of rolled up newspaper as a kid.  Bubba enjoyed hitting things with them, and Chica pretended they were her old woman cane.  See Y.

Outside:  Chica and the neighbor kid have spent much of their evenings and weekend exploring the woods beside our house.  It figures that she would finally realize what fun it is to play outside on one of the coldest weeks of the year.

Post:  This week my friend Cheryl wrote, “I want to go into great detail and tell you how great things are these days, but for now, I’ll be brief, because brief is better than waiting for perfection and then not posting at all, right?”  Thanks for the reminder.

Quiet time:  I need it.

Randolph College:  Many Sunday afternoons I head to the library for my very own paper grading party, and today was no exception.   While there, I noticed the birds’ nests in the huge vines climbing Main Hall, a book written in Spanish that I wish I still knew how to read, and General Jones’ interesting choice of attire.   I still love that place.

Spelling Bee:  I had two bee the judge this weak four are school be.  Talk about pressure!

Twin bed:  Bubba has suddenly graduated to the big boy bed, but we have yet to take down the crib because of its effectiveness as a threat.

Underwear:  Chica was wearing none (nor pants) when she came to the top of the steps to greet a school friend of mine that stopped by yesterday.  That kid.

Valentine’s Day:  I am so thankful for room moms who plan these things for me.  Two years ago I didn’t even know what a room mom did.  I’m very blessed.

Weight Watchers:  In preparation for her surgery, Nana jumped back on the bandwagon and lost a bunch of weight.  Between her inspiration and J above, I think I’m almost ready to jump back on too.

eXtra Money:  This week in the mail I received my award for the video contest.  I decided I wanted to actually spend it on something good instead of just rolling it into the same pot for food, gas, etc.  My best ideas so far are dinner out and a night at the Craddock Terry with Jay or treating a few friends to a “Girl Day”…maybe painting pottery and going for ice cream.  We’ll see.

Yes, it worked!:  Most ideas I find on Pinterest require way too much planning and forethought, but occasionally I find one that is simple enough for even me to carry out.  Today I gave Bubba a pile of clothespins and a big, empty apple juice container.  The biggest indication that this was a hit:  I was able to load the dishwasher without stopping while he was in the same room.  Miracle.

Zzzzz:  Is it time for bed yet?

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A Toddler Might Live in Your House If…

sweeping toddlerAll of your trashcans are three feet off the ground.

75% of the doors in your house are closed 90% of the time.

You rehearse the names of body parts and animal sounds multiple times a day.

You speak in third person whenever you want someone to do something for you.  Ex.  “Tell Mommy where you hid that phone.  She really needs it.”

You have knock-down, drag-out fights over who gets to hold the spoon.

The most used toys are not toys at all, but instead household items like brooms, laundry baskets, whisks, etc.

You’ve ever used a hood as a handle.

You have to break through a fortress to use the stairs.

You slide everything on a table at least one foot away from the edge.

You consider any fall that doesn’t involve blood a successful landing, and each fall is followed by an enthusiastic, “Yaaaay!  You’re OK.  Get up!”

You leave dead electronics (ex. phones, remotes, printers) around to try to distract from the real ones.

You find yourself saying things you never thought you’d say like, “Don’t lick that pine cone.”

There’s a wholelotta love and a wholelotta crazy at the same time.

I Make Lists

The Only Things Bubba Won’t Throw Off His Tray
Spaghetti O’s
Mac & Cheese
Peanut Butter Captain Crunch (Thanks, Jay.)

Words I Think Bubba Said On Purpose Today
Ma
Bye
Light

Fashion Advice I Received Before Tonight’s Event
Mother In Law–Wear the gold sweater.
Lori–Suck it up, and wear the heals.
Jay–Hurry up.

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Accessories I Borrowed From Mother In Law For Tonight’s Event
Long, gold necklace
Matching earrings
A fancy watch that doesn’t work

Reason I Didn’t Wear Makeup Tonight
I couldn’t find it

Songs Stuck In My Head
Sweeter (Skip to 2:10)
Somewhere Over the Rainbow

Items Still On My Dresser
Box of band-aids
The tie to my robe
A bag of rocks
Almost empty tube of lotion
Jay’s Bible
A Tupperware container holding my jewelry
A top to some mysterious, missing tin

The Next Three Gifts On My List of 1000 (#22-25)
The kind of babysitter that makes you want to stay out a little later because you know your kid is having fun.
My students’ parents.
Saturdays.

What I’m Praying For
Peace.
Rest.
More peace.

Things I’m Really Good At

A friend of mine joked today that she should add moving to her list of skills on her résumé.  I’ve lost count of how many times she’s had to move her classroom since I’ve been at the school.  This got me wondering what other special abilities I could add to my résumé, should I ever need it.  I’m staring a list here…

Things I’m Really Good At
Pity parties—Another day I wrote about bribing myself with ice cream to finish the dishes.  Tonight I was feeling so pouty about this most despised job, I had to have the ice cream first.
Sleeping—If there was some sort of competition, I could so go pro.
Procrastination—What do you think I’m doing right now?
Thinking on my feet—That’s what I get for being so good at procrastinating.
Delegating—Don’t tell anyone, but perfecting your delegation skills can also lead to high proficiencies in laziness.
Coming up with original ideas—Jay said I should add this one.
Making other people feel like excellent housekeepers—You know those houses you walk into and can let out a big sigh because they’re even worse at keeping house than you?  Yeah, that’s mine.
Lists—I’m especially good at making lists of:
1.  Things that need to be done at home
2.  Things that need to be done at school
Humility—This is truly one of my best traits.
Ending sentences with prepositions—Yeah, that was just the only other thing I could think of.