Monday, February 23, 2015


We had a delay due to cold temperatures this morning. In an effort to increase instructional time with classroom teachers, the "specialists" (art, music, p.e. and library) were in charge of lunch and recess duty today. I opt for recess because I'm good at it without yelling.

This morning I went frantically searching for a whistle to use as an attention getting device. Having none, the kindergarten teacher offered up a cow bell. I paused and thought, "wait, I have cow bells." I paused a little longer and thought "wait, I'm the music teacher. I have ALL KINDS OF NOISEMAKING INSTRUMENTS." A whistle is not a prerequisite for recess.

Saturday, February 21, 2015

In Dog Language..

This means..



I have successfully frolicked and played the "chase me as I chew your knitted mitten" game.


I can not lie. The joy in her romping made it totally worth it.


Saturday, February 14, 2015


Was the day my Subaru has been waiting for. It was still not impressed. I heard it rumbling, "you call this snow? Why are you driving so slow?" On occasion my Subaru speaks in rhyming couplets.


Sunday, February 08, 2015


This is what unconditional love looks like. A basement pantry cleared of 40 years worth of collected food. Mice nests, half eaten dry goods, cans, empty and disintegrating. 29 giant garbage bags of nearly toxic refuse bagged and dumped. All the while done with kindness and concern for making things right in the world. No complaints, no empty promises, no expectations of compensation. Just doing the best you can for someone else because you want to.


Friday, December 26, 2014

Really, Pinterest?

Ruby (8) and Grace (5) are coming for a play date tomorrow.

I was worried about what to feed them and decided to go to Pinterest for some ideas and to be the "really cool" grown up.

Idea number the one. Grilled cheese roll ups. One slice of bread, flattened, crust removed with a slice of American cheese on top. Roll it and cook it like grilled cheese. I've never tried it but it's bread, cheese, and butter. How bad can it be?

Idea number the two. Vegetable pizza. Tastes good and good for you. Not really a novelty but new to me. I've prepared it but haven't yet tasted it. Again, there are only so many ways to mess that up.

Idea number the three. How cute is this?



Except when it actually turns out like this-



Those are Swedish fish floating on the left and sunk on the bottom on the right. I won't even talk about how it started in a more fish bowl looking container and only filled an inch of the space.

The last time they were here it was summer and we played outside, painted rocks and drew pictures with awesome markers. Tomorrow we will play with markers and cool coloring and activity books, and we will drum. I have several drums here in the house home for vacation. Enough for everyone. I also remembered I had these-



Boxes of buttons. And really, who doesn't love buttons.


Friday, December 19, 2014

Cracks Me Up.

Or ways in which five year olds are hilarious.

We are watching The Nutcracker this last day before break. We are five. I add commentary while they are watching to help them make sense of it all. At one point Marie (Clara) leaves her sleeping place and appears in the living room perfectly coiffed. I said, "my hair never looks that good right when I get out of bed." Sylvester says "it's probably because she has a bigger room." (Insert confused puppy look here.)

As they leave, Charlotte says "Merry Christmas Mrs. Terry, bring one of your toys to school when we come back." I said, "I'm not sure if Mr. Terry is going to get me any toys." She said "You never know... Maybe he will get you a puppy."

There is a second class of five year olds coming this afternoon. I can't wait.