Follow Up To Sayings!

I don't mind the sayings so much. What I was trying to say it that sometimes the sayings are used when actions should be used. Rather than telling me you have been there and done that when I complain about teaching and being sick, there could be an offer of any assistance. Maybe, when you see a mother struggling with her child in the hall at church or the isle of the grocery store, you could lend a hand rather than laugh and say, "Been there done that."

I have used these phrases. These were just some thoughts I was having. I'm trying to DO better. I did not mean to criticize.

P.S. I do not use seat covers.

Sayings!

There are so many little sayings that make me crazy. I will list some for starters.

"It's all good."

"It is what it is."

And finally, "Been there done that."

I find these little phrases annoying, and I've noticed my sixth graders use them so much, they have forgotten how to truly express themselves, but this is not the purpose of this post.

"Been there done that" means to me, "Yes, I've done that already, and because I suffered through it so must you." Rather than saying, "I'm sorry. Let me help you through that. I have experienced something similar, and I wish someone had been there to help me through it at the time."

If everyone walks around telling others "they've done their time," and "we all must pay our dues" what does that say about us as a society?

Yes, folks, chances are you have been there, and you have done it all. I'm not sharing my experiences with you, so you can put your stamp of approval on it. I'm probably sharing in hopes you can help me in some way.

Just thinkin' out loud. Well, I'm thinking and typing.

Sometimes

Sometimes, I stop by this spot when I have extra time on my hands.

Sometimes, I stop here when I'm feeling sorry for myself.

Sometimes, I visit this spot to remind me of my sweetest boy.

Sometimes, I visit this special place when I feel guilt knowing so much time has lapsed since my last visit.

Sometimes, I trek out with the kids to keep him real.

But for today, I had to go in order to reaffirm what is truly important in this life.

Thank you, Sweet T, for always teaching me. I love you for eternity.

When Did That Happen?

All I know is I turned around on April 20th, and my baby girl turned twelve. Amazing.

MBA Coming Soon!

I am beginning my last week of classes tomorrow. This is a picture taken today of one of my biggest supporters while I was doing homework. My family and a couple of friends have sacrificed so much and been so patient with me throughout this two year journey. Thank you!

Gymnastics World of Yuma!

Kibbee (Mallory) is on a performing team for gymnastics. I am the first to admit I live vicariously through my kids. I always wanted to be a great gymnast, but it was quite obvious from the early years I was no athlete. I always felt like a thorn in my parents' side because I was not gifted in school or athletics like their other four children. Then there was my awesomest cousin, Deeann, always doing flips and fancy tricks while I watched (barely able to do a cartwheel). My girls are so great at everything I make them do. I appreciate their willingness to give anything a try.

Pictured here is Mallory with her teammate, Jade. Along side of them is their talented coach Teraline. Gymnastics World of Yuma is a fantastic place! They have found a wonderful balance of hard work and good fun. They have several options for summer, too. Check them out. www.gymnasticsworldofyuma.com (not letting me post live links tonight)

He's Done It Now!

I missed a call from Edna today, so I hurried to call her back when I left Rancho. She informed me she had to take Savana (our friend/employee) to the ER because her fingers were smashed in the bathroom door. I felt bad. Wait. There is more. I am then told the fingers were smashed in the hinged side of the door. Wow! That sounds painful. Oh, and the door was slammed and locked on her fingers. Gees! I inquire, "Do you think her fingers are broken? Is she in horrible pain? Who's the crazy that slammed the door?"

Edna quietly responds, "Tiny."

So sad.

So sorry, Savana.

Dyin' Eggs and Babies!

Here is a before and after of our egg collection.

Kookies with Katie Kat!

We were so lucky to have my sister, Katie, with us for Easter. She always has fun activities to do with the kids when she's here. They played with Play-Doh, painted ceramic magnets, and decorated cookies in the four days she was here.