from the mouth of babes my husband

our munchkin knows how to turn her CD player on, and wayyyyyy loud. as i was checking fb this morning, i heard my husband say this to our munchkin as she turned "God is so good" up as loud as she could ~

"yes, honey, God is so good, but just not that loud"

Flabbergasted and Heartbroken

This morning while I was putting my two-year-old angel in the car, she looked at me and said, "Eff you, Mommy!" (the real word, not "eff" either, and yes, it was plain.as.day.) I wasn't sure if that was actually what she had said (or, I didn't want to believe that was the phrase my baby had just used), but she piped up again when I buckled her in "Eff you, Mommy". My heart was broken. I wanted to cry right then, but knew that it would only encourage her to repeat those disgusting words again, which is NOT what I wanted to happen. My child most certainly did not hear those words at home. I was seriously shell-shocked to hear such strong, hateful, disgusting language come from her little, cute, beautiful mouth. I am hoping that she doesn't say that phrase anymore, but I am not sure of my "plan of action" in case she does. I called my mom this morning, and bawled my eyes out to her about the fact that those words were uttered out of my sweet girl's mouth. Can you tell that it makes me sick? My mom said to put soap in her mouth if she continues to say that, but I shouldn't have to be to the point that I put soap in my baby's mouth for swearing at me.... like, the queen mother of all swear words. I cannot even begin to grasp the fact that she's even heard those words, let alone knows how to use them appropriately. All I can say is Praise God for the fact that today is the last day she will ever step foot in that babysitter's house. I am so thankful that He provided a way for her to go to a good school next year. And, yes, I realize that my child is going to be exposed to nasty language. I get that. But, at two-years-old? I was thinking more like two plus twelve years or something... not just two. Then, it makes me even more sick that parents think it is appropriate and ok to speak to their children like that. All of the children that go to the babysitters are four and under, and that's where my kid is learning that kind of language? What are these parents thinking, seriously?

I Can See Clearly Now The Rain is Gone

you know what? i love God... i love how He provides for us, and makes sure to take care of every little detail in our lives. nothing is too big or too little to go to Him with, and He makes sure to take care of his lambs. sometimes we don't always get the outcome or answer we were hoping/expecting to get. but, that is because it was our plan, not His. His plan is what's right, and what works best.... because, ya know, He's only had our lives planned since before we were even born. how cool, huh?

in my own little mind, i had a big plan. i had things planned out for what how our girl's educational road was going to look like in the next couple years. it was all mapped out, and i was ready! she's two now, and i know that she'll be in school sooner than we know it. for being two, she knows a lot (yes, you've heard that before because i kind of like to brag on my kiddo every now and then all.the.time. but i'm allowed cuz i'm her mommy). so, in my world, it was time to start getting her ready to start school not next year, but the next. my plan was for her to go to preschool this year at her new school, then actual pre-k here at our school when she was 3 1/2, and start kindergarten when she was 4 1/2. that was my plan. today, however, i've been given a different plan, and i'm ok with that. i've been so worried about pushing my munchkin along, and making sure that she gets in to school early because she's so smart already. we werre so afraid she'd be bored when she went to school if she didn't start early. then, God made a situation occur and He showed me that my plan wasn't the best plan for our girl. His plan is better. i just happened to stay outside a little extra today with my kids.... you know, by my own will and everything, it was totally not God waiting for me to have the opportunity to get some good information, and the answers to my prayers... no, that wasn't it at all. while i was outside, the kindergarten teachers came out for recess a little earlier than normal (see, not God's hand working... i stayed late, they came early... definitely not Him). we all got to talking, and i mentioned that it was my plan to get my ever-so-intelligent baby in to kindergarten when she was a mere 4 1/2 years old. because i'm the mommy, and i soooo know what is best for her. while we were having our little discussion, they both told me that they also started all of their girls, who had birthdays that fell in the middle of the year which made them older to start school, when they were 5 1/2. they confirmed that it wasn't disastrous, but it was actually very beneficial. the girls were always at the head of their class, they caught on to things a lot quicker, and were mature enough socially to handle being in school and the requirements that come along with being a good student. i tried to reason with them, and explain that my kid is very, very smart.... and hoped that they would agree with me that she indeed should start kindergarten a little earlier. but, that wasn't the case. they shut me down, and i lost.... case closed. i was also told that with them being actual kindergarten teachers, they feel that the kids who start early, even though they are smart, struggle greatly both academically and socially because they aren't old enough to handle the work or atmosphere. sooo, i guess this means that i have my answers to all of my worries about what to do with our girl and school. i want her to be successful, and don't want her to be an outcast because she isn't old enough to handle the work load or the social load. God wins... i lose (surprised? yeah, me either). all in all, i know this is the best choice for our princess. even though it wasn't what i originally planned, it's what needs to happen, and i am at peace knowing that He made the right decision for our girl... because He loves her..... just a little.

F.Y.I.

you can thank me now so you don't have to find out the hard way, like me, later ~


all dog lovers out there who also happen to be lovers of asparagus..... dogs.do.not.digest.asparagus. it will only come back out in the exact.same.form. it went in.


thought you'd like to know that... ya know, just in case. cuz i sure do wish someone would have taught me that!

drop dead

every single year i have a kid in my room who stands out from the rest. sometimes it is that they are a better helper, whinier, a little different, and some other qualities mixed in there that just make them stand out. this year, i have a kid who is just down right hateful, obnoxious, and rude. he has made the atmosphere in my classroom not-so-great on many occasions, and the last two months have been no exception. he has been the rudest, most disrespectful, hateful child i think i've honestly ever seen. he always has to have the last.word. doesn't care that adults should be shown respect... respect... what is that? seriously? i've been patient, impatient, understanding, kind, not-so-kind, probably every adjective you could use to describe how someone interacts with another human being, i've played that role throughout the last 10 months. well, this week, mr. smarty-pants got a taste of his own medicine. as i said, he has been ten times worse the last two months than he has been the whole school year combined. it's horrible, and i am so ready to get him out of my class. yesterday, he asked me to call his mom while i was in the middle of a lesson. i said no, and that he could go during recess. he didn't like that answer, so he decided to throw a huge, whopping, i'm-acting-like-a-two-year-old (actually, less than two because my own two year old rarely acts like that) fit. he conveniently "forgot" to call during recess (why would he want to take play time away), and asked to go instead of eating lunch. the kids know they aren't allowed to do that, so he was told no again. once again, mr. lovely didn't like this answer. he took the fit throwing to another level, and decided to call me some really nasty, hateful names and also said that he wished i would drop dead. oh really now? so.... playing the impatient, i'm totally done.with.you. role, i acted about as nice as him!

when he came in today, he needed to use the bathroom. "umm, i really need to pee, can i go to the bathroom?" no answer "i really really really really need to pee." no answer "i need to call my mom again today to find out what bus i am riding." no answer "did you know that some ten year old kid beat up his brother, how crazy is that?" no answer.... get my point? i did this all.day.long. it totally drove him insane, and then he finally exploded and said "i really wish you'd stop ignoring me." so, i politely replied, "oh, well, you wanted me to drop dead, so i figured i would just be dead to you. that is fine with me. you don't have to go to the bathroom, or call your mom, and i can just forget to call you to go to lunch and out to recess since you wish i were dead, right?" i think it really made him think. on top of having this happen, the rest of my class was absolutely irate with him for making such a mean comment. they kept telling him he was the meanest kid on the face of the earth, and how could he wish i would die when i need to be a mother to my little girl and a wife to my husband. he was fed a little bit of humble pie, and i think he got a pretty big piece, actually. however humble he was today, it still doesn't change the fact that he isn't participating in our movie day, kickball tournament, and picnic. what.a.cryin.shame.


the end.

Let Go

Ever since I knew I was going to have a little girl, I have quite often dreamed of finding a lot of the same toys I used to play with for her to also have while growing up. While looking online for the same toys I had (Strawberry Shortcake, Rainbow Brite, Care Bears, Sylvanian Families, etc.) and for the same Tooth Fairy pillow I had, I realized something. I need to let go, and let my daughter create her own memories with her own toys and things she cherishes. She will love all of her things the same way I loved mine, and they don't have to be the exact same thing. Just because they aren't the same things I had doesn't mean that she won't have a wonderful, amazing childhood full of so many great memories how I did. We just have to create those chances for her to make her own memories that she will cherish for a lifetime. I'm already excited about Christmas because we are going to do new traditions with her that weren't done in our families. I already found a new Tooth Fairy pillow that I love for her (and yes, to make sure I get the one I want for when she starts losing teeth, I will probably get it now even though she just turned 2... I'm crazy like that). So, I am letting go... with the knowledge that yes, she will have an amazing childhood... the same toys wouldn't make an amazing childhood for her.... it's the memories and times we have together that will allow for her to have that.

When Aliens Attack You Realize You Have Become Stupid

It looks like I got gobbled up by a bright yellow thing from outer space. Sadly, this is the work of a genius, amazing, talented, wonderful educator who was sabotaged by her students, and had them splatter paint all over her forgot to make sure the lid of the gallon of paint was tightly secured before she shook the crap out of it so the kids could make a banner for our parade next week. And, to top it off, the paint soaked through my shirt, and it is all over my arm, chest, and under garments.... nice!!

Rain

Welcome, rain, stay as long as you like!!! :o)

Women of the Bible

I have started a new devontional... it is called Women of the Bible. It focuses on 52 well known and not-so-well known women in the Bible. Each week concentrates on one specific woman, has Bible verses that pertain to her, tells her story, tells of her trials and tribulations, tells about her relationship with Christ, and also her prayers... I just started it, and I already love it... I cannot wait for the next 52 weeks!!

Not Me! Monday ~

These are some things that did not happen during my week ~

* upon seeing the 74 question science benchmark, i did not smile internally about the fact that i'd have at least 2 hours of no talking while my students took the ginormous test... i felt bad, really i did!

* my 2 year old did not get constipated, only to poop a massive log on to our kitchen floor... she also didn't tell every body that, "i poop-ed (she says the ending separately, because she's cute like that) on the kitchen floor" for three days afterwards, either.

* i did not about jump for joy when i realized we have 3 1/2 weeks of school left... rock on!

* the words "that sucks" did not come out of my mouth while in my classroom... much to the chagrin of my students... "oooohhhhhs and ahhhhhhhsss" did not follow either.

* our trip to raleigh to see lord of the dance did not get us there 15 minutes late, and totally irritated with each other to the point that we were about ready to freak out... because we are both adults, and handle every situation in an adult-like manner... fo sho!

* after we got our new carpet, my genius husband did not cut off a good end because it was too long.... to then notice the huge grease mark at the other end.... remember, i said genius.

* one of my students didn't decide that he was going to spit on every single person that walked by him today because he didn't want anyone near him.... and upon getting scolded, he did not tell me that if i want him to stop spitting on people, then i need to tell people to stay away from him. he didn't then hear from me that i would go ahead and just take him down to the pre-kindergarten class because i was pretty sure that's where he has belonged for the last 2 months

that's enough confessing for today.... :o) head over to MckMama's blog to see a list of other people who didn't do things this week, either.

James 1:12

Blessed is a man who perseveres under trial; for once he has been approved, he will receive the crown of life which the Lord has promised to those who love Him.

Bring the Rain

I can count a million times
People asking me how I
Can praise You with all that I've gone through
The question just amazes me
Can circumstances possibly
Change who I forever am in You
Maybe since my life was changed
Long before these rainy days
It's never really ever crossed my mind
To turn my back on you, oh Lord
My only shelter from the storm
But instead I draw closer through these times
So I pray

Bring me joy, bring me peace
Bring the chance to be free
Bring me anything that brings You glory
And I know there'll be days
When this life brings me pain
But if that's what it takes to praise You
Jesus, bring the rain

I am Yours regardless of
The dark clouds that may loom above
Because You are much greater than my pain
You who made a way for me
By suffering Your destiny
So tell me what's a little rain
So I pray
Holy, holy, holy
Is the Lord God Almighty



He will see me through.... I will praise Him forever and ever... Amen

Calling all Blog-dom

OK blog readers, I need help! When I was little, I had a tooth fairy pillow that I LOVED, and I want it for my girl. It is an Amtoy Peanut Butter and Jelly tooth fairy pillow... there are ads for it on ebay, but I have not been successful in my search.... if you know of any suggestion as to where to try to find this, please let me know. I wish she could have every toy I had, but this is something I really, really want her to have! Thanks