The Crafty Gene

I think the "crafty gene" somehow passed me by. I can be a little crafty when I want to be, but not like Amy. For those of you who don't know my sister, Amy, she got the best of that gene. Wish I was more like her in that area. You can check out her "craftiness" on her blog here. You may have to scroll down a little, but it is worth it.

Megan's First Full Week of First Grade

Megan is now done with her first full week of first grade. Thought I might recap what has happened so far.....
Megan's classroom has four rows of desks with four desk in each row except the last row that only has 3. She sits in the last row with only 3. She was on the end but her teacher put her between the two boys because they talked too much. Well, Megan tells me she can't get her work done because they are talking. So her teacher separated the desks, but according to Megan today that didn't work either. Guess I will be back up there Monday morning. She also was left in the room by herself for a whole recess because her teacher forgot that she told her to come back during recess to finish her work. Of course I am not happy that my child was missing for 25 minutes and no one noticed. Megan said she was all by herself and afraid. The more I think about it, the more upset I am about it. I did talk to her teacher yesterday and she has apologized and assured me it won't happen again. Megan also has instructions to go to the office and tell them to find her teacher if it does happen again. Other than that, it has been a good week. She says her teacher is "AWESOME" and fun! So far they are still reviewing Kindergarten stuff, but she seems to be doing well. I can already see improvement in her penmanship. Cassandra is her best friend (at least for this week) and Cassandra says that Megan is her sister. She was telling me this the other day and she looks at me with these big, sweet eyes and says "She's not really my sister though, is she Mama?" She said it like she really needed me to confirm that Cassandra is not her sister. She comes home every day excited about something and full of so much information that she doesn't share all at once but has gotten it all by bedtime. She really loves school and loves to learn. During the talk with her teacher she told me that Megan is very quiet and very meticulous about her work. Nothing I didn't know, but I'm glad her teacher is learning who she is on her own. Her teacher also told me about something that happened this week.... Megan was working on a paper and it was time to move on to something else. It wasn't a paper that had to be finished so she took it from Megan and told her she could finish it at home. When she was telling me this, I knew exactly what happened next. She said she turned around and Megan had huge tears rolling down her face. She just wanted to finish her paper. Her teacher ended up giving it back, which is good and bad. Good because she stopped crying, but bad because she needs to learn that if you don't finish then you have to do it later. You can't get your way all of the time. Her teacher may have set herself up for some hard times later. Megan also told me about not wanting to lose her lunchbox. Shortly after we moved here last year, Megan did lose a lunchbox and that tragedy has stuck with her. The first few days they didn't go back by their rooms between lunch and recess, so they had to take their lunch boxes outside and set them on a bench during recess. Megan was so afraid she was going to lose her lunchbox that she just sat there by it for the whole recess. Lots of kids were forgetting to come back and get them, so they have now changed their route to recess and they can put them in their rooms on the way out. Maybe Megan can relax now. She had already asked me if she could take a paper sack instead. I am glad she can now take her lunchbox without worry. I didn't want to pay $8 for a lunchbox she used only 5-6 times. This is turning out to be an interesting year already. Please pray that she will have a great first grade year and that some of the kinks will all be worked out soon.

Just FYI and for nostalgia purposes... Megan has bacon and juice every morning for breakfast. I pack her lunch with a peanut butter and grape jelly sandwich, potato chips (Lay's are her favorite), cookies, and a bottle of water every day. She eats about half of it and then eats the other half after school. I try to change it up, but this is what she always wants.

First Day of First Grade!!!

Megan started the first grade this morning. She was so excited last night and this morning! She was being so big and didn't want me to walk her to class! I told her that it was too bad, I was going to walk her to class anyway. She walked right to her class and pretty much ignored me. Oh well, I gave her a kiss and went on my way. It was much easier this time than it was last year. I didn't cry all day this time. There were a couple of little tears, but not great big tears ALL day! I can't wait to go pick her up and see how her day went. Please pray for my little girl while she is in school. I always worry about her when she is away from me.

This has NOT been my day!!!!!!!!!!

I am not asking what else can go wrong today, because I don't want to think about it. It is Megan's first day of school and she is doing great, I am not. :( My bad day started when I somehow accidently deleted EVERY picture off my camera. It made me physically ill to think of all I lost. Bethany's birthday, Megan's 1/2 birthday, pictures of the girls at the library, the girls with their cousins, girls with their friends, some family pictures, etc.... I am so sad and sick about it, I just can't stand it!!!!!!!!! All of those great pictures I had to share with you are now gone. UGGGGGH! I also realized that when the fireplace leaked it messed up Bethany's little handprint from when she was one. I might can find a way to salvage it somewhat but it won't be the same. Then I had to deal with psycho man this morning. He indentified himself as "Spanky". That should have been my first clue. He had called the church building wanting help and it has our number on there to call in case of emergency. Long story short...I called every one I could think of from church. They didn't call him back. He keeps calling me wanting to know if someone was going to call him back. I finally told him that I had called every one I could think of and there was nothing else I could do to help. He said that he guessed I didn't care just like every one else. I did call the police and they said they knew who he was, yes he did need a ride to Joplin, and that he had just gotten out of the mental hospital here. WHAT!?! Some crazy guy is out there that has just gotten out of a mental hospital and he has my phone number!?! G-R-E-A-T, just GREAT, that's just what i need right now. So Mom calls Dad, and he called a member at the church and said he really needed to call this guy! So they are doing something to help him, not sure what, but they are helping him. He also told the guy at church that I had gotten smart with him and he threw my number away, he didn't want to talk to me anymore. AWWW, that really hurts my feelings! HA! I say good riddance.
I did bake a cake today that turned out great, so I guess there are small things to be thankful for!;)

HaPpY BiRtHdAy BETHANY!!!!

My precious baby girl is 3 years old today!!! How, oh how, did she get this big so fast!!!?!!!