Being a troo friend.

The year is winding down with only two more full days of school left.  I’m more than excited for summer (wedding! marriage! new house! swimming! sleep! happy hour at sonic!), but it is a twinge bittersweet to send these kiddos on to 3rd grade. They have been such a great first group.

With the year closing, I’ve been able to do a few different things than our normal routine.  The other day I passed around a piece of paper that said “Being a friend means…” on the top and told them to just write down what it meant to be a friend.  I told them to not overthink it, just whatever comes to your mind.

Behold…. 2nd graders, soon to be 3rd, views on what it means to be a friend (original spelling in tact… apparently, I have a couple of review lessons):

  • Being a troo friend
  • Everything to me.
  • Letting them play with you if they don’t have someone to play with.
  • Having fun together.
  • Plays outside with you.
  • Helping ech other
  • Showing care to each other
  • Helping you when you get hrut.
  • Helping you when you fall down.
  • Playing on the playground with them.
  • Careing for them.
  • He helps me when I’m hurt.
  • Playing with me.
  • Play win chen one (think that one was suppose to be playing with anyone).

Pretty simple, hmmm?


The Verdict: Guilty!

We all have something we hate to admit we love.  Contrary to popular belief, I am not exempt.

Without further ado (adieu?), here’s my Top 10 I love it and what are you going to do about it List (Clearly, I’m a fan of brevity):

10.  The Real Housewives franchise

Yep, I’m a fan. Well, except for the Miami Housewives because that was just muy (I did) awful.  But I do watch the others (especially the old New York seasons, Bethenny is an imaginary bff).

9. Overalls

They are even “in” right now as seen by my Google image results from Ralph Lauren here.  I have been ON THE RETAIL PROWL for some overalls (preferably overall shorts) for going on a full year.  I finally found some at Target, but I prefer my overalls to leave more to the imagination than the ones they had.  I don’t care how unflattering they can be or if they only look cute on Osh Kosh B’Gosh clad toddlers, I WANT A PAIR.

8.  Glee Soundtracks

Show choir + Popular music – awful outfits = I love it.

7.  Sun-in

Y’all. My blonde hair doesn’t stay blonde without this magical potion.  Yes, I’m naturally blonde, as is my Mom.  However, my Dad has jet-black hair (and still does in his, ahem, upper-50s). So thus, sun-in in the warmer weather brightens my day, so to speak.

6.  Crocs

Look, they (other than the Alabama logo/colors) (and yes I do own these exact pair) are ugly as sin.  However, those rubber with holes shoes make my soles sing for joy.

5. Sporcle

Procrastination at its finest.

4.  Any Taylor Swift song. (But not Justin Bieber’s Baby… ZILCH guilt about that gem).

I may face a lot of ridicule for this, but I actually own the above CD.  Granted, I bought it when I was reminiscing teen when Tim McGraw came out and before I heard her on any Awards Show… but there are some songs I like on this CD.  Gulp.

3. 90s Boy Bands. Still.

I have songs from the following on my iPod (that are not skipped over often): N’Sync (I would see them in concert at Starwood all over again, k thanks), Backstreet Boys, 98 Degrees, BBMak, and there are some that are just tempting my iTunes account (I’m looking at you, “Slam Dunk the Funk” by 5ive).

I even flipped out seeing an N’Syncer (let’s go Chris Kirkpatrick!) at my graduation from CU. So bizarre. SO AWESOME.

"Um... Hiiii! I loved you growing up and I just graduated! Can I get a picture with you?"

2. Ranch Dressing

I am a Ranch snob.  I may be a coupon cutter and bargain watcher.  However, I’ll pay $4.00 for that goodness in a bottle that is O’Charley’s Ranch.   I’ll try it on just about anything (your life is changed once you have chips & ranch… or a baked potato with ranch…or…)

…and my Number 1 “Guilty Pleasure” is something so outrageous… so controversial… you may not believe your eyes.

1.  Naps.

My motto... (and yes, I do own this).

Relieved, confident, exhuasted

Let me start by saying I have not been a very good blogger.  It may have a teeny tiny bit to do that my days are pretty packed lately.   All good and great things for the most part, but still I gotta PENCIL THINGS IN, ya know? And blogging is not one of them (however, rest-assured that staring at thank you cards hoping that intentional glaring will cause print to be written on the cards is on the agenda).

I’ll keep you posted on how that works out.

The loot. Can you say BLESSED?

Anyhoo, we do have quite the number of thank-you cards to write in the next few days and we couldn’t be more (for lack of a better word) thankful.  Our Bridal Wedding Household Shower was this past Sunday, and MY OH MY. I am not too often speechless (See: first paragraph about the INABILITY TO WRITE), but we were just amazed at the love shown to both of us.  Sweet ladies at our church hosted the party for us and it was perfect for our beach wedding theme.  We had friends from years ago, new friends, family, teachers along the way, and other mighty fine folks.  We received so many beautiful things for our house (our kitchen is just about complete)! People outdid themselves.  Not to get all after-school-special, but the best memory will be all the hugs, sweet words and love shown to us.  We soaked it all in since our wedding will be just close family.   James Taylor knows what I mean.

School is also winding down (and speeding up it feels like).  I think there is 21 more school days… which is bonkers. We are going to continue to work and learn those 21 days, but I know we’ll make some fun memories along the way.  I remember thinking to myself in July that if I made it to Fall Break, I’d be stoked… well Christmas Break, Snow Days, Spring Break and now we’re almost at the finish line!

At the inservice I went to the other night for first year teachers, he asked us to summarize in 3 words our feelings about our first year ending.  While I was tempted to put “I need chocolate,” I thought some more and put…

Relieved – I’ve loved it, but I’d be lying if I didn’t say I’m relieved.  I don’t care how good you think you are, all those “What if” questions pop up the night before the first day (and I’m sure they will in August again). What if they don’t understand my teaching? What if I can’t control their behavior? What if, what if, what if.  Those still pop in every now and then and I’m sure will continue, but I’m happy to say I taught my very own class and they have even learned a thing or two along the way. ;)

Confident – I didn’t mean this in as, “Welp. I am now the best teacher ever.” No, no, noooooooo. Just confident that I can do this job and do it the best I can.  I’m confident I’ll do better next year in several aspects.  I’m confident that these kids will do great things in life.  I teach my students to be confident in everything they do, so I might as well practice what I preach (and sometimes I do give a sermon)!

Exhuasted –  The other night at dinner:
Brett- “It looks like you’ve been beaten up.”
Me- “What?”
Brett- “Your circles under your eyes.”
Brett- “Cute circles though!”
(Nice save).

Again, I would be lying if I said I wasn’t exhausted.  I sure am. Between first year teaching and first year home ownership, and first and only year of engagement, I am tired.  It’s a good exhausted though, knowing I’ve worked hard all day for those sweet kiddos.  21 days.  I know those with kids are reading this going, “Oh. Child. Your 6 hours of uninterrupted sleep would be BLISS.”

Uncle Jesse, sing it out: