Have you ever had the feeling that you didn't belong someplace? David and I went on a date Friday night. After our dinner, we decided to go to a movie. The only movie that looked realtively decent (i.e. not rated R and not violent, gory, etc.) was Amelia. Well, when we walked in I felt a little out of place. David and I were one of a select handful that did not have gray hair and over the age of about 80. There was actually a whole group of people from a local nursing home or retirement community in attendance. I felt a little like there was some fine print for the movie that I did not read and the movie was only for people over a certain age. Oh well, David and I enjoyed ourselves. And even though the movie was a little slow, I still enjoyed it. Amelia Earhart is one of my all time favorite women. (Her biography was the first biography I ever read back in 4th or 5th grade.) In fact, for a long time I had some major hero-worship and wanted to grow up and fly planes just like her.
Today, Naomi went on a field trip with her Kindergarten class to Dewberry Farms. I was able to get a sub (thanks, sweetheart!) and go with Naomi. The day was packed with lots of fun and we had a total blast. Except for the part where another mom and I got lost and we were a tad bit late showing up at the farm! (Oh, well. At least we got there!) Here are just a few pics from her field trip.
Naomi and her pumpkin Naomi and some of her friends
It is that time of year again where we get dressed in red and head to the football stadium. Our team is doing really well this year. We have won all but one game so far. Last Saturday we won 50-0 the week before we won homecoming 39-0. Our team is really on a roll. This year I have the opportunity of teaching about a 1/3 of the football team. I teach about 30 from all of my classes combined, which means we usually stay for the whole game even if it is a blow-out so I can say that I saw all of my football players play. Good thing that I do. Today one of my students asked if I saw him play and he played the last two minutes of the game. He sure had a smile on his face when I could answer in the affirmative that I saw him play.
Kaylee might play hard but she is all girl. One night Kaylee was pretty wired and I decided to just go to sleep and let her crash on her own. I was in my bed starting to fall asleep when Kaylee came and sat beside me with my makeup bag. She then preceded to ask where to put the eye shadow and blush. I really should have taken it away from her but I was so tired I just instructed her on where the make-up went if she asked. What a bad mom am I?A few weeks later, I was getting ready in my bathroom and Kaylee pointed to an old gift-box make-up set that I had and asked, "Mommy this is girl make-up right?" And I said yes that is girl make-up. She asked this a few times. I was wondering where she was going with this line of questioning. Then she pointed to my make-up bag and said, "This is mommy make-up right?" And I said yes. I still had no clue where she was going with this until she said, "Isn't it neat that we both have make-up?" Boy, was I had.
In September, Naomi's elementary school had a Grandparent's Lunch. Both Grandma and Kaylee were able to go to Naomi's school and have lunch with her. We will sure miss it when Grandma is gone and can no longer do this with Naomi. Thanks again Grandma for having lunch with Naomi!!!
On Friday, Naomi brought home her first report card. Since she is in Kindergarten, there are no letter grades just a plus and minus in each category. Naomi had a plus in every single category. On the sheet that had the curriculum expectations she met all of the expectations or exceeded them. We are so proud of our little girl.
While birthday shopping for David on Saturday, I remembered that I desperately needed a new bra. So against any common sense I made a detour with the girls to buy one. Let me tell you that is one experience I will not do again until they are teenagers!!!! After Kaylee wandering around the store trying to shop for herself and their wonderful help in the dressing room, I was worn out. I guess I should have been a little embarassed when the sales associate gave Kaylee her own little pink gift bag so each girl would have one. And therefore both girls wandered around the mall with little pink giftbags. But by that time I was so exhausted I did not care. PS: Yes that is Kaylee trying one on. I have no clue why she was sticking her fingers up her nose.
Question: Can Heavenly Father make phone calls? This past week has been really crazy for me. I had jury duty off and on again all week. And that meant I had to prepare sub plans for David (thanks, sweetheart) for everyday I was out or prepare what I needed to teach if I happened to be teaching the next day. Since this was the case, I was up at my classroom every night until 11 pm. (I know I need to get a life.) Anyways by Thursday night (after cub scouts) I came home and was totally exhausted. However, my darling Kaylee was not. So I stayed up with her trying to get her to fall asleep. I don't know exactly know when I fell asleep, but Friday morning I woke up on the girl's bedroom floor when I heard our house phone ringing. I was totally disoriented and thought oh no, the baby sitter is calling wondering where Kaylee is, David and Naomi will be late for school and I will be late for court. The phone call ended up being a wrong number and it was only six o'clock. We still had to rush to get out the door on time but none of us were late getting to our respective places. We have no clue who called us Friday morning but we are sure glad they did or we would have definitely been running late yesterday. So back to my question, Does Heavenly Father (or an angel) make phone calls?
For the first time in my life, I got a jury duty summons. I rescheduled twice and so this past Thursday I had to show up- no more rescheduling. According to everyone including the district clerk, hardly anyone gets put on a jury on a Thursday. So I thought cool I will probably go home around lunch how nice. However, they called the first set of numbers for a jury panel of 40 and wouldn't you know it my number was called. When I got to the room where the baliff gave us our juror numbers, I was juror number 20. They only needed 12 so when I talked to my dad during my lunch break he said don't worry- your safe at number 20. Hmm, wrong again. After lunch break, they called us to tell us who would be sitting on the jury. When the first 8 were taken from the first 14 jurors, I thought I am safe. But then they skipped a whole bunch of people and #9 was the person to my left (19) and wouldn't you know I ended up being juror #10. So I now get to do my civic duty and serve on a jury. I got to sit in the jury box until 5 on Thursday. I went in on Friday till noon. I have a break on Monday/Wednesday but I have to be there Tuesday, Thursday and most likely Friday. I don't know which I prefer sitting in a court room all day or dealing with teenagers. Oh well, at least David has some sub jobs from me. :o)