you know what's really rotten? i went to maggie's halloween party today and picked up all the kids afterwards, since it was almost time for car riders to be released. i was going from classroom to classroom gathering up all my little ones and i got to carson's fourth grade class and remember picking up molly in fourth grade. i felt my chest squeeze thinking about going to the sixth grade room to get her. its the last time i will go get her from a class party in that building. ugghh. i wanted to send her back to fourth grade so they have a few more years all together. i hate how fast they are growing up and i can't stop it. i can't have any more, and i can't stop the ones i have from growing up.
i know i must of blogged about this a hundred times, and i can't help it. i know that it is inevitable, and that i will love them big also. i just really really love them little. i love them even though they wear me slick.
i love them little even though i look like a crazy lady chasing them all around the grocery store and bribing them with candy. even though i lug eight gallons of milk into my cart every week. i was thinking the other day while i was unloading my van of costco food how sad i would be when i only had one gallon of milk to buy at the store. funny how i complain about it, but i know deep down i love it. i love having a household to shop for and cook for, i love having 2-3 loads of laundry to do a day. i know my husband loves it too.
because every morning you have five sleepy heads sitting around the table eating breakfast together and chatting about their day. every night i have five little bodies hugging me tight and kissing me good night.
i know its so cheesy and sounds so crazy but its so true. believe me there are rough days, messy days and days i snap at them for being so self centered. for the most part it is good. loud, sloppy, shoes all over the living room and crumbs all over the floor good. i choke up thinking about them growing up and not wanting to kiss me good night or beg their daddy to carry them up the stairs. my oldest who was oh so independent and moved to the basement, has now returned where she belongs, upstairs sharing a bed with her five year old sister. i love that they snuggle into bed every night and have each other. i will soon have to figure out a way to slip the baby in with them when she outgrows her crib. she is already wanting to climb into their bed and lay between them at bedtime, and gets her feelings so hurt when we pull her out.
she is kind of rotten and gets her feelings hurt about most everything, so i don't take it too personal.
i can't stop the clock from ticking, but i can remind myself to enjoy every day i have now.
Friday, October 26, 2012
Thursday, October 18, 2012
parent teacher conferences x 4
today was the marathon of parent teacher conferences. four children, four classrooms plus their gifted teacher. i always go in a little nervous, not knowing if somebody is doing something i am unaware of. i could not of been more proud of my kids as i walked through their school today and had a lengthy conversation with each of their teachers.
i found out that my kindergartener who can be extremely loud and spoiled at home, is kind and helpful in the classroom. she helps her friends and worries over them. she is ahead in all of her reading and writing skills, and has an "excitement for learning that cannot be bought." awesome.
i found out that my second grader who can be a little introverted at home, is social and has a great group of friends at school. i found out that he scored well above genius level on his series of IQ testing for the gifted program. he is quiet, but respectful and always smiling.
i found out that my fourth grader is a "born leader" in the classroom. who would of known? he always seems to be thinking about his next meal or recess in my mind, but in his teacher's eyes, he is smart, courteous and performs well in everything he does. she is a really young teacher, and really positive and nice... maybe a more seasoned teacher would have a little more constructive words to say. maybe i am just too hard on him.
i found out that molly is not only doing her thing academically, but is blossoming socially as well. she is a friend to everyone and has a quiet confidence about her. her teacher said that molly is comfortable in who she is, and others know it. she does not conform to the popular girls social games, just always does what is right, and gains respect for it. she said, "molly is a born teacher, but i know she will do something much bigger in this world." our job with molly is to help her not take herself too seriously. she stresses quite a bit about little things... hmmmm... could that be my genes? rats.
i hope that we can be the kind of parents these little ones deserve, not breaking their spirits along the way, but encouraging them. i think we both feel that while grades and test scores are important, they are not even close to being what really matters. what i hope and pray for my children is that they are kind, respectful, and love jesus. i want them to have true joy, and not chase the fleeting things that bring you happiness on any given day. don't follow the popular crowd, don't ever go along with something just to get a laugh. always do the kind thing. not every child has a family who loves them like yours, so try to show patience and empathy. don't do as i do, do as i say, right? as molly always says, right is right no matter if you are the only one doing it, wrong is wrong even if everyone is doing it. no compromise. now if they can all live that motto, we will be very proud parents indeed.
i found out that my kindergartener who can be extremely loud and spoiled at home, is kind and helpful in the classroom. she helps her friends and worries over them. she is ahead in all of her reading and writing skills, and has an "excitement for learning that cannot be bought." awesome.i found out that my second grader who can be a little introverted at home, is social and has a great group of friends at school. i found out that he scored well above genius level on his series of IQ testing for the gifted program. he is quiet, but respectful and always smiling.
i found out that my fourth grader is a "born leader" in the classroom. who would of known? he always seems to be thinking about his next meal or recess in my mind, but in his teacher's eyes, he is smart, courteous and performs well in everything he does. she is a really young teacher, and really positive and nice... maybe a more seasoned teacher would have a little more constructive words to say. maybe i am just too hard on him.
i found out that molly is not only doing her thing academically, but is blossoming socially as well. she is a friend to everyone and has a quiet confidence about her. her teacher said that molly is comfortable in who she is, and others know it. she does not conform to the popular girls social games, just always does what is right, and gains respect for it. she said, "molly is a born teacher, but i know she will do something much bigger in this world." our job with molly is to help her not take herself too seriously. she stresses quite a bit about little things... hmmmm... could that be my genes? rats.
Friday, October 12, 2012
still here
molly reminded me today that my blog serves as a scrapbook of sorts for our family, and that i have not updated in quite a while. so - is that because nothing has been happening that is blog worthy? quite the contrary, i think we have been moving and shaking so much that i haven't been able to sit and write.
lets see. annie is fourteen months now, sweet as she is rotten. she giggles when she sees her siblings, runs from her daddy in a game of chase which usually ends in her wiping out, still loves her mama and occasionally still nurses to soothe herself. no we have not fully weaned, and no it doesn't bother me a bit. she is my last baby (for real this time) and im i have learned from the past four, there is no point in rushing any aspect of it.
maggie is now doing well in kindergarten after a kind of so so start. she wasn't really sure you had to actually do the work there, but now that we have cleared that up, she is behaving quite well. her very giant personality barely fits in her little blonde headed body, and i thoroughly enjoy being around her. she is not quite as sassy as she used to be, i mean - there was no miracle or anything, she is just kind of getting how to fit into the world with the rest of the mere mortals when she is just so "all that". i actually pray that she will carry that confidence with her into her teen years.
ashton is his sweet smart self. so self sufficient, so independent. he comes home, picks up his book and gets his mandatory reading time done right off, then skips out the door to play with whatever neighbor child is around. he is not picky and loves everyone. he is the most grateful little boy i have ever met, thanking me over and over for any gift he receives. he has his heart in exactly the right place. he is starting basketball in a couple of weeks and im excited to see how he changes when given his own special activity.
carson is still my handsome little ornery boy. he is very smart but doesn't really care to push that too much. he is all about being a boy and is outside getting sweaty any chance he gets. he loves to start a big game of kickball and will stay out until dark every day if allowed. he is sweet and always remembers to hug me when he sees me. he is learning to be more grateful and appreciative of the world around him, as he kind of gets lost in his own desires some days. most days.
molly is a busy little lady, taking on choir, student council, babysitting, volunteering in the church and joining the swim team. she swims four nights a week, keeps up with friends, family, church and babysitting on the weekends. she is still an amazing grownup packed into an 11 year old body. she recently brought me her savings from months of babysitting and told me to ship it to uganda to katie davis, a missionary. such a kind and generous heart. we could all learn a lesson in humility, gratitude and grace from miss molly. im still amazed at the things she says and does.
as for us, jeff is busy every day chasing annie and driving children too and fro. he keeps up everything around here, helping preserve my sanity and being an amazing father. i know for a fact i would not have the loving, smart sweet children i have without his presence in their daily lives. he finds every little moment and turns it into a teaching moment, something i admit i just don't take the time to do most days.
i am busy teaching clinicals and working weekends. i love my hospital job and am learning to love the clinicals, but i do not feel teaching is my calling in life. maybe someday, but my heart lies with the little ones at home, and that is probaby how it will remain for a at least five more years with my sweet anniroo still home.
lets see. annie is fourteen months now, sweet as she is rotten. she giggles when she sees her siblings, runs from her daddy in a game of chase which usually ends in her wiping out, still loves her mama and occasionally still nurses to soothe herself. no we have not fully weaned, and no it doesn't bother me a bit. she is my last baby (for real this time) and im i have learned from the past four, there is no point in rushing any aspect of it.
maggie is now doing well in kindergarten after a kind of so so start. she wasn't really sure you had to actually do the work there, but now that we have cleared that up, she is behaving quite well. her very giant personality barely fits in her little blonde headed body, and i thoroughly enjoy being around her. she is not quite as sassy as she used to be, i mean - there was no miracle or anything, she is just kind of getting how to fit into the world with the rest of the mere mortals when she is just so "all that". i actually pray that she will carry that confidence with her into her teen years.
ashton is his sweet smart self. so self sufficient, so independent. he comes home, picks up his book and gets his mandatory reading time done right off, then skips out the door to play with whatever neighbor child is around. he is not picky and loves everyone. he is the most grateful little boy i have ever met, thanking me over and over for any gift he receives. he has his heart in exactly the right place. he is starting basketball in a couple of weeks and im excited to see how he changes when given his own special activity.
carson is still my handsome little ornery boy. he is very smart but doesn't really care to push that too much. he is all about being a boy and is outside getting sweaty any chance he gets. he loves to start a big game of kickball and will stay out until dark every day if allowed. he is sweet and always remembers to hug me when he sees me. he is learning to be more grateful and appreciative of the world around him, as he kind of gets lost in his own desires some days. most days.
molly is a busy little lady, taking on choir, student council, babysitting, volunteering in the church and joining the swim team. she swims four nights a week, keeps up with friends, family, church and babysitting on the weekends. she is still an amazing grownup packed into an 11 year old body. she recently brought me her savings from months of babysitting and told me to ship it to uganda to katie davis, a missionary. such a kind and generous heart. we could all learn a lesson in humility, gratitude and grace from miss molly. im still amazed at the things she says and does.
as for us, jeff is busy every day chasing annie and driving children too and fro. he keeps up everything around here, helping preserve my sanity and being an amazing father. i know for a fact i would not have the loving, smart sweet children i have without his presence in their daily lives. he finds every little moment and turns it into a teaching moment, something i admit i just don't take the time to do most days.
i am busy teaching clinicals and working weekends. i love my hospital job and am learning to love the clinicals, but i do not feel teaching is my calling in life. maybe someday, but my heart lies with the little ones at home, and that is probaby how it will remain for a at least five more years with my sweet anniroo still home.
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