Saturday, December 5, 2009

Chin look-a-like

I carried this child for 8 1/2 months, so I know she is mine. But check out the chin resemblance between Macy and Jennifer Aniston:



I have major pictures from today to share, but that'll have to wait until tomorrow. Until then, stay warm!

They're dropping like flies...

March 2007--B.B. (translation: before blog)

Around St. Patricks Day, Macy got a purple betta fish she called Elena.

Elena died sometime last night/this morning. It's been coming for a while--she had a white tumor of sorts on her side that continued to grow, despite Bobby's attempts to scrape it off with a toothpick. Just last week I told Macy to be prepared, Elena was going to die soon. The tumor thing made it difficult for her to swim to the surface, and she was hardly moving at all. If a fish could look miserable, she did.

But she had that fish for 2 1/2 years. That has to be a record in betta fish world.

She wants hermit crabs now..we'll see about that one.

Friday, December 4, 2009

Inappropriate language

So last night we were all in the kitchen. Bobby was making tacos for dinner, and the girls and I were talking about their day. Macy looks up at me, and says "Is f***er" a bad word? Some kids at school said it was a bad word."

I stared at her for a second, then carefully replied "Yes, it is. It is the top of the line in bad words, and definately not a word we say. You know how we don't say 'oh my g-o-d'?" She nodded. "That word is worse than 'oh-my-g-o-d'" Her eyes got huge.

We discussed this for a minute more, and I kept waiting for Bobby to chime in, or start laughing. Nothing. He's six feet away in the kitchen, and not listening.

So I told Macy to go over and tell Bobby. She whispered in his ear, while giggling. He apparently didn't hear her correctly, so he said "sucker?"

She said "no, f***er!" And she wasn't whispering this time.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Accomplishments

I did it! I blogged every day in the month of November. Not every  blog post was the most exciting in the world, but that's okay. I did it, and feel proud of myself.

One of my male students participated in writing a novel for the month of November, and he accomplished that: 50,000 words, 175 pages. Nicely done, Matt. Another male student participated in No Shave November, and he didn't shave his face for the month of November. Impressive on another level, Ian.

Busy weekend coming up--Kaylin has a cheer clinic, and Macy has her birthday party and a dance performance. Then a week until the Wedding Event of the Year!

Monday, November 30, 2009

Oh, my.

Today we were discussing physical vs. emotional wounds during the Vietnam War, and one particularly talented student said:

"I wouldn't want to lose a leg during a war because then it would interfere with my favorite game--DDR. I couldn't do that anymore with only one leg."

Yep. That is what is important in life--not being able to play DDR.

I wasn't even sure what to say in answer to that comment.

Sunday, November 29, 2009

Oh Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree...

Friday dawned bright and beautiful. After Bobby let me sleep in from my late night shopping, we headed up the tree farm to get our tree.

Bobby and Macy on the hayride up to get the tree.



Me and Kaylin on the hay ride...


Searching for the perfect tree. And searching, and searching, and searching....

We sometimes have a hard time finding the perfect tree. And by we I mean Bobby.


Macy grew tired of walking around and decided to lay down and rest. I love this picture!


While Macy rested, Kaylin wanted to help Daddy chop down the tree. Once again, he got the dullest saw known to man.


But he finally got it chopped down!

On the hayride back down.

The girls and Santa...

Saturday, November 28, 2009

Almost done

This willl be short and sweet...I am very tired today

Wonderful day--slept in from our game night, then headed out ot to the football game. Down to the wire, winning field goal with four seconds left. Good times with good friends.

November is almost over, so I can stop forcing myself to post everyday with dumb little things.