Crooked Halos

          Here is a sweet picture of two of my adorable grandsons. OK….so the halo of the one on the left might be a little tilted as he prepares to shoot his older brother with a bow and arrow. I can definitely relate to that twinkle in his eyes, and the halo worn a little to the side. Thank goodness God always gives us another chance to straighten those crooked halos.

Zac Brown Band Humor

The Birds and the Bees

        Puberty, pimples, periods, armpit hair, etc.   Walking into the classroom Friday, a student flung her arms around me and started crying; or at least I thought she was crying.  Concerned, I asked, “What on earth is wrong?”  At this point she looked up, smiling, and bellowed, “We are learning about the birds and the bees in science, and it is soooooo scary!”  I strived to look just as disgusted as she did!  A teacher wears many hats!

Telling your Children about the Birds and the Bees

Guess what day Christmas is on this year?

What Not to Wear

     Well, I finally get to mark something off my bucket list; not because it actually came about, but because it is no longer a possibility!  “What Not to Wear”…….yep, I always wanted to be on this television show. Unfortunately, it has been cancelled.  

     I actually tried to convince a friend of mine to recommend me for the show.   I envisioned myself putting on my worst outfit or pajamas and heading to Wal-Mart for my photo op.  I even pondered dressing like Honey Boo Boo’s mom or a slightly hookerish look.  Walking into Wal-Mart, my girlfriend, Beverly, would have been filming me (wink wink) in my horrible outfit.  I would have even been willing to don a pair of “mom jeans” with a fanny pack if I thought it would have helped me make the show.

     When I asked Beverly if she would recommend me for the show and tell the produces that she was fed up with my style, or lack thereof, her response was, “Noooooooooooooo, because I want to go on that show too!”    Now if you open up your dictionary and look up “stylish” or “rocking that outfit”, I bet you will find a picture of Beverly.    I guess Stacy and Clinton will not be popping out of a crowd any time soon to offer me my trip to NY with the $5,000 gift card! 

Mama’s don’t let your babies grow up to be teachers!

I now have 132 editorials to grade and 132 expository essays to grade. 

I feel a new song coming on…..

♫”Mama’s don’t let your babies grow up to be cowboys teachers!♪ 

♫ Don't let 'em grade papers for just a few bucks, ♪
♫Let 'em be doctors & lawyers & such,..." ♪

Happy Birthday

     Happy Birthday to my wonderful son, Buck. On the left, he is all smiles as he prepares to open his gifts. On the right, his big sister, Jenny, has now claimed his new toy. The doll is a Mattel Musical Love Notes - Bucky the Cowboy…..now a vintage toy. He plays harmonica sounds when you press his legs, arms and belly. Looking a little worn and tattered, Bucky, now sits proudly on display in my guest room. Unfortunately, Bucky is only worth about $16.00 now……not nearly enough to think about early retirement. 

     I cherish the years that brought us where we are today, but wish I had not counted the days to so many milestones like no more diapers, no more carrying 50 pounds of baby equipment to the car, no more car seats, or no more toys scattered all over the den. Now I think, “If I could just reach into this picture and hold these babies one more time!”