A blog for my mom: teaching

Tuesday, June 17, 2014

-- After getting over a stomach bug and being back to normal for probably 2 days total, I've been battling a stupid summer cold (SERIOUSLY I'm pretty sure it hit 100 today, shouldn't colds be dead?) and can't shake it. Worst. Ever.

-- John Paul told me today, "I was dreaming about giving rocks to Dad! I crushed shells into limestone, and I found another piece of limestone that was made into marble!"

Can you tell we've been reading a lot of Magic School Bus lately?

-- And speaking of Magic School Bus, this:

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New Magic School Bus series? Yes, please! Not until 2016, but still... Awesome!

And while I want to be a purist about my Magic School Bus, there are some scientific concepts that the show originally covered that need updating, because stuff changes! Like the whole Pluto thing...

-- I finally told my middle school students I was pregnant. They were like, "Um yeah, we kind of knew... But we didn't want to say anything because that would be rude." But then I also had to tell them that I'm not coming back next year, and that was sad... I feel like this deserves a whole post, but long story short (for now), 5 kids and a growing teaching workload because my program keeps getting bigger? Just not possible. Now to see if I can take these kids up on their offers to come babysit for free ;)

-- Mary Claire is too smart for her own good. We're getting complete sentences pretty consistently out of her, but they tend to be sentences she constructs in order to give herself permission to do something she shouldn't...

Me: Stop climbing, Mary Claire.

*pause while she thinks...*

Mary Claire: You may climb!

*continues climbing*

Me: Mary Claire, you can't bite your cousin's baby doll.

Mary Claire, mumbling under her breath: You may bite it...

Mary Claire, sticking her finger up her nose: Stop. Picking. Nose.

Reminds me of when John Paul was about 2.5 and used to ask for permission to do something and then give himself the permission...

John Paul: May I pweeeez... Have da sharp sharp knife?

John Paul: Yes, you MAY!!!

-- 20-week ultrasound coming up a week from today! What do you think - boy or girl? Twins? Let's hope not... Actually, we still haven't decided whether we're finding out the gender. So that's probably a decision that needs to be made soon...

Someday a coherent post will be formed. But not today.

Friday, September 6, 2013

--1--

Sometimes I see all the back to school pictures moms of school-aged children are posting and I think I should start taking pictures of what I wore every first day of school. And then I remember that that would be weird, because I'm a teacher and not a student... Although it would actually have been pretty awesome the past 5 years:

First year:

Didn't start working until January, 14ish weeks pregnant?

Second year:

6 weeks post partum, probably pretty similar (or rather larger...) to the first year picture!

Third year:

20ish weeks pregnant with Cecilia.

Fourth year:

7 months post partum and actually fairly normal-looking...

Fifth year:

26ish weeks pregnant with twins, large and in charge.

Sixth year:

9ish months post partum and fairly normal-looking.

--2--

Am I really in my 6th year of teaching? Granted, the first year I only worked half the year, and the third year was the same... But still, time has flown!

--3--

In the race for teeth, Elizabeth has pulled WAY ahead, cutting her two top teeth this past week. Mary Claire STILL only has one on the bottom right!

--4--

Speaking of babies, they're pretty hilarious these days - they tend to follow each other everywhere and want to play with the same toys all the time...