Well,
no big surprise here, I didn't come back to make that blog entry. I have just been so
busy, but who hasn't, right? I read a new
friends blog today and I decided to steal her new approach to blogging. I'm at least going to give it a
try and see how it suits me. She did more of a
journal entry for the
week. (Thanks for the idea Madeline.)Last weekend we took the kids to
Bend and we had such a great time. Apparently we missed a pretty
"awesome" rain
storm. I use the punctuation marks because it must have rained a ton. We had awesome
sunny weather and it only
rained a
smidge for us, which was mostly at night. It still amazes me how different the
weather can be only
2.5 hours away, just on the other side of the mountains. We had a great time
swimming, sight seeing and just
relaxing. We always love going to Bend.
Monday saw us back to the usual routine, although Doug,
Oakli and I did go to Salem for
"lunch". Doug made it quite
clear that it was a date, and not a reward. You see, we have this standing deal, that if I
clean the house, he'll take me out to lunch at my favorite restaurant that
week. We happened to go there, which is the
"Best Little Roadhouse", not to be mistaken with "The Roadhouse". We had to go to
Salem to the scout office to get
Bryce his new scout things, now that he isn't a cub scout any longer, so why not, right? It was the
best. I don't ever get anything special, just a
salad, but there is just
something about that place! I have tried to re-create the salad and bread, but I just can't seem to get it
right.
We have a former neighbor who was a
fighter pilot in
WWII. He passed away 5 years ago and was
buried in a family
cemetery about
1 mile from our house (on family property - we don't live by a
cemetery, per
se)... so for
FHE we decided that we wanted to do
service and clean up the
cemetery in his honor. Because
Veteran's Day on Wednesday, we thought it would be nice because his widow may come out to visit the
grave. We don't know if she was able to
come, because she is VERY sick, but it was nice for the
kids to do some service anyway. The grass needed mowing badly and the
leaves had not yet been cleaned up, so it was a great opportunity for our
family. Right when the kids got off the
bus, we grabbed them and
ran down there. We were loosing daylight fast, so we needed to go quick. We had 2 lawnmowers,
3 rakes, 2 garbage cans, 1 edger, 1 blower,
4 kids, 1 dad, 1 mom, 2 girls that had to go pee, (hello, why don't you go when
mom tells you to
BEFORE we leave the house???) and 0 complaints. We got the job done and it was
amazing. Bryce and Doug ran the lawn
mowers, I ran a rake, and the 3 youngest kids ran their 2 arms picking up wet
piles of leaves. We even had to work some in the
dark, but we got it done.
Tuesday found
Oakli and I spending the day at Kindergarten.
Oakli loves it because she
thinks she is part of the class. She joins in with everything and
loves it. She blends in well and you can
hardly tell that she is not a "kinder". I love going to help out, but it is so
exhausting. Mrs. Graham is the best and needs so much help to get all the projects
done. I normally go in only
once a week but try to help out as much as I can with things at home. (My
Cricut is working
double-duty as I am
typing, so my hand doesn't have to do all the cutting out of candy canes for her...
boy- or girl- am I smart!)
Wednesday saw us all home. I still don't understand why they can't
celebrate Veteran's Day on a Monday or Friday if they are going to give the kids the day
off school. It was a bit
crazy having them all home in the middle of the week. It was only yesterday, and I really don't
know what we did yesterday. I do remember
vaguely that I had them clean and do some
chores. The kids did get their
piano practicing done, but looking around right now, I'm not sure what else they got done. I do
remember giving them
chores to do. Funny thing that is. Mess, I guess that is
life, right?
As for some
random thoughts, I am enjoying helping out in the kindergarten class a lot.
Mrs. Graham has
30 kids in the morning and 30 kids in the afternoon and she has no help except for when
parents come in and help, so I feel like I
need to be in to help when I can, except that I don't think that I can help more than
once a week, because it is so
draining for me. (Some years she gets an assistant, some years she gets no
help.) I would never make a good
teacher. Some days I come home with a
migraine. Some days I feel like I should have done
more. Some days I wonder why she does it.
Some days I can see why she does it.
Chase is the 3rd child of ours that has had Mrs. Graham. In years past we have been able to
help out the
kindergarten in the
financial department than we are able to this year, so I feel bad about that.
Maybe that is why I
feel like I need to be in the classroom helping more. When Bryce and
Ambri where in kindergarten I
couldn't be in the
classroom as much because Chase and
Oakli were
little babies. (Sigh).
I still can't keep Bryce
"in Books". He continues to read me and his teacher out of every book he
checks out from the
library. He always has his limit checked out and can read through a very
large book in 1 day. It truly amazes me. I can't even keep up with what he is
reading. He also loves to
play the computer and DS as much as he loves to read too, so he isn't a
"nerdy" child, thank goodness!
This year has been very hard. I hope
next year is a better year. I do have to
say though, if this year wasn't so hard, I wouldn't have learned the
lessons I needed to learn.
I'm very
behind on my jewelry making. Bad, Kari. Another side effect from Kindergarten. The kids are
addicting. Well, maybe not the
kids, (that sounds bad, but it is
different when it's your own kids...) but I do feel a strong urge to
help out wherever I can. I guess that is why there are still no pictures
posted here.
(Sorry Jaclyn). I was thinking that on the
long drive maybe I could post some. Yes, I just said it, ON THE LONG
DRIVE... for those of you that are reading this that are "
Utards" (and I say that so
affectionately - because I still consider myself a
Utard - that is what Doug and I call us - you, me,
I, whatever) we are coming for
Thanksgiving. If Mom doesn't know, I
sent her a text. I do need to call her. See... I do have procrastination in my
veins. I'll email, I promise. This is one of the most
"last minute" trips I think I've ever planned, except for a funeral trip.