Creative Art?

Zach was given an assignment by his art teacher "to prove that he had all the required supplies at home that are listed on the class supply list." Zach asked if they could just bring the supplies in and show them to the teacher. The teacher told him that this was a creative art class and he wanted to see what project each student could come up with to prove to him that the supplies were indeed purchased and at home ready to be used. Zach expressed his frustration at this assignment to me. I suggested that we have some fun with it since that is what the teacher intended, I am sure. Here is Zach's finished project. He printed this off and turned it into his teacher. The teacher laughed and laughed and told him that was exactly what he was expecting; something creative, totally unique and very fun! (This teacher always has his hair in a pony tail with a pencil in it so that is what the pencil is doing.)



I asked Zach how he felt about the assignment after he handed it in. His comment was, "Make a silly assignment, get a silly answer."

To: YOU!

Since all my limited amount of creativity goes into writing paper after paper after paper lately, I don't have much brain left to post here. I'm realizing that I miss writing down the exciting(?) events of my crazy life though, so I've got to at least journal some things. This is where it's all at so I'm going to keep writing here.

Warning: The creativity level of this blog is going to go way down. Sorry.

And my commenting on your blogs has all but disappeared. I'm still here, just not as much.

We can still be weekend and holiday break friends though.....:)!

Weekend Review

Last weekend was our stake conference. On Friday evening the youth met with for a youth fireside. Ken took Zach. The report I got was that it was a talk on morality. Ken teased me that when I have "the talk" with the kids, I just tell it how it is. When he steps in and has "the talk", he allows a General Authority to teach. Whatever...as long as it's getting done. After putting up a stink about giving up his Friday evening for another church meeting, I hinted in his ear that a trip to Sonic might be involved, his attitude changed and as he slurped on his slushie, he claimed it was the best meeting he'd ever been to. Call it bribery, I call it working.

Saturday was the priesthood meeting and the adult meeting. The talk was pretty much on finance. Then they turned it over to question and answers. When asked what the secret was to raising teenagers, Elder Robbins said, "Ask your husbands. We covered that in the Priesthood meeting." OOPS! Missed that one. Ken went out to do Marine Patrol that morning and was seriously 1 minute from home when a call came out that a boat was sinking. He turned around, hooked up the boat and went back to work, missing the Priesthood meeting. My thought was, "If your going to cover such an important topic as raising teenagers, don't give it to the men, give it to the women. They're the ones who #1)will be at the meeting and #2)are doing the raising.

Sunday we went to the General meeting. Our the two Twin Falls stakes were divided to form a new stake. We are now in the new South stake. A new temple, a visit from the prophet and now a new stake. It's all so exciting. A little personal story: I was excited for this new stake but at the same time feeling a litte hesitant also. Maybe that's not the right word. I just feel like it was like we were moving and starting all over again because I don't know very many people from the 5 other wards we combined with. I knew that I would not know the new Stake Presidency but I wanted to feel the Spirit that day as our new leaders were called. They announced them and immediately I loved them. Then they asked their wives to come bear their testimonies along with the newly called Presidency. The 2nd counselor's wife spoke and I loved her. Then the 2nd counselor spoke and I liked him. Then the 1st counselor's wife got up from the second row and walked to the microphone. As she turned so I could see her face, tears started to flow down my cheeks. Not only had the Lord heard my prayers but he had answered them and added one of those sweet tender mercies moments. This woman was sent to our family a year ago and provided the glue that I needed to hold my family together and my own life together. She is a gift from God and I love her. She has changed my life and my family. She has a smile that makes me feel safe and loved. The rest of the meeting was emotional for me. I felt very humbled.

Our Bishop was called into the Stake as a clerk so in addition to all the changes that have already taken place, we get a new Bishop this Sunday. Also, since we have been meeting in the West Stake Building, tonight we are having a moving party to move our ward to a different building until our Stake building can be built.

Wordless Wednesday

This picture has some background. So I guess it's not entirely wordless. Maybe after my explanation, you'll understand why this picture is wordless.

Monday morning I have a class on campus. I also have to put in 30 hours of classroom fieldwork for this same class. Rather than leave my little ones more than once a week, I have arranged to have them spend all of Monday morning in a day care while I go to school. It's only one day a week for four hours. Plus I'm doing my classroom hours at the older kids school so I get to spend some time with them. That's double, right?

So, Monday morning I loaded all the kids into the car to head off to school. I put my sunglasses on because it's really bright at 7:30 in the morning,depending on which way you are driving, which was into the sun. Zach was in the front seat next to me. He looked over at me and asked, "Mom, why are tears running down your face?" I just smiled at him. The kids in the back overheard some of what he said so they asked him what was going on. I motioned the finger to my lips "Shh" sign. He got it and just said, "Mom's just having a hard time being a mom today." I was.

I left my two little ones kicking and screaming, as I ran out the door of the day care. I kept thinking, "Is this worth it?"

I loved my time in the classrooms and my class is always enjoyable.

Four hours later I returned to pick up my little ones. Henry was asleep and Kate met me at the door with her backpack on and her preschool papers in her hand. She was out of there! I brought them home and laid Henry in his bed. He slept for 3 more hours. I listened to him sniffle the entire time. Kate told me all about how she didn't like following rules and how they made her stay with her class and she just wanted to check on her baby brother. Then she grabbed her cat and said she needed to spend some time with her baby brother. She climbed up next to him and I told her to be quiet and not wake him up. A few minutes later this is what I found.

 

You know the saying, "A picture is worth a thousand words....."

In defense of the day care: It is a day care run by Ken's aunt and his cousins wife teaches the preschool class. We know them very well. His aunt has allowed me to bring Kate and Henry over to do some volunteer hours with her kids so they have been there before. They are in good hands. It's just new to us and hard to leave. I really like just staying home and being a full time mom. I have been spoiled!

Irish Twins

Today is my sister's birthday! We are Irish Twins. We get to be the same age every year for an entire week! My mom always told us that she was in a hurry to get here for my first birthday. In fact, she was in such a big hurry that my parents actually didn't even make it to the hospital before she was born. She was born in the car about 10 miles from the hospital. She was the cheapest baby my parents every had. We spent the next 20 years celebrating every year together. I took for granted that things would never change. It's now been 14 years since we've been together for our birthday's, which makes me kind of sad.
So, Happy Birthday Deb! I love you!

Conversation with Kate

Today Kate, Henry and I were driving to pick Zach up from school. We passed a billboard that had a picture of a nasty toilet and it says something like, "don't let your first time be here". I can't remember because I don't like it so I don't look at it. Anyways, we passed it and the conversation went like this:

Kate: Eew, that toilet makes me want to puke.
Me: Yeah, me too.
Kate: It's really gross. What's it about?
Me: Don't do drugs!
Kate: That doesn't make any sense.
Me: I know, something about if you do drugs you could end up next to a toilet like that.
Kate: Oh, cuz you shouldn't lie to Jesus huh.
Me: Right!
Kate: And Mary is his mother.
Me: Correct.
Kate: And she's married to Heavenly Father.
Me: No she isn't.
Kate: Then who's she married to?
Me: Joseph.
Kate: Oh, just like the nieghbors.
Me: What nieghbors?
Kate: The ones that I'm all confused about. I know all the songs about Jesus.
Me: Great!
Kate: (sings) "Jesus is a child of God and he was born at Christmas...Jesus and Heavenly Father really love me....and I love to see the temple" How was that song?
Me: Silly.
Kate: I'm not silly. I know everything. Slug bug red.
Me: Where?
Kate: I don't know.
Me: Do you know what a slug bug is?
Kate: Nope but I like red and Henry is such a twit.
Me: A what?
Kate: A twit!
Me: Where did you hear that?
Kate: The big kids told me all about it.
Me: What's a twit?
Kate: Henry!
Me: Oh look, there's Zach (Thank goodness this conversation is over. I'm exhausted.)

Wordless Wednesday