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Manatee Manor, Day 3: The Sun Will Come Out Tomorrow

Date: Monday, June 26, 2017
Song of the Day: The Sun Will Come Out Tomorrow
Quote of the Day: “Well Steve, I’m going to have to go with _______.

IMG_6462As always, not moving fast in the AM (“Wake up Diva!)

One tradition we have is pancakes every AM. So as of end of breakfast Monday AM, we have finished one box of mix. These kids can flat put away some pancakes.

And bacon. We pretty much do a pound of bacon a day.

And let’s not forget Olaf’s 2 bowls of cereal. And Bam Bam’s marshmallows. And Miss Priss’ popsicles.

 

Mornings are also Minecraft Meeting time with Miss Priss and Fudd… sometimes these are undercover meetings… IMG_6461

 

 

 

 

 

 

IMG_6463So today’s beach venture was much more successful, and MUCH sunnier! Once again we loaded up like pack mules and herded cats, er, kids down to the beach. Lots of sunscreen, sand, boogie boarding, watermelon, beer, Pringles (favorite beach snack!), and SUN! We all got a bit pink, but it was rain-free and fun!

 

 

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Lunch prep for 5 kids

On a personal aside, one of my summer goals is to learn to french braid Miss Priss’ hair…

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Pretty proud of this!

Manatee Manor, 2017: Day 1- The Rainbow Tour

Date: Saturday, June 24, 2017
Song of the Day: Somewhere Over the Rainbow
Quote of the DayMom, don’t yell in front of the ladies!” (~Fudd)

The time has finally arrived! Last year we began a tradition we hope continues– the Girls/ Kids beach trip. (You might remember the saga of My Foot Got Stuck in the Carseat). This year we set off mere days after the Destin area received a lot of rain from Tropical Storm Cindy– meaning I drove through a LOT of rain… but we also saw a lot of rainbows along the way. I mean seriously, like 5 rainbows…. big ones!

As is always the way on road trips, wrong turns were made, traffic was encountered, and in this case, a detour around podunk, AL was necessary because they apparently shut down the town for a water party in the middle of main street. Seriously?! You have got to be kidding me! (insert frustration here).

We finally made it, 13 hrs later. Same house as last year– which is awesome, but somewhat overkill on the manatee decor.

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First thing unpacked from the car!
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Yes!
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Be a unicorn!

Once again, the cast of characters is the same, but this year with better nicknames:
Adults-

  • MK– The leader of these trips! Thanks to the generosity of her hubby, we are all here! Mother of the two gentlemen on the trip. 3rd grade teacher.
  • Bill– Mom of two beautiful daughters. Pre-K teacher.
  • Me- The fool who can get her foot stuck in a carseat as easily as I can make pancakes (#madskillz). 4th and 5th grade teacher. (do you see a theme?)

Children-

  • Fudd– the eldest, age 7. Future IT guy or coder. You might remember him and his catchphrase from last year– “You wish!” (as yet not heard on this trip)
  • Diva– age 7. Bill’s oldest daughter. Beautiful, petite, and according to her, the best at gymnastics on this trip. (no one disputes this– typed as all my bones crack)
  • Miss Priss– age 6 (for 8 more days!). This one belongs to me. She is smart, athletic, and strong in “executive leadership skills.” If you are looking for her on this trip, check the ocean– she’s undoubtedly there on her boogie board.
  • Olaf– age 5. Possibly the funniest kid on the planet. Olaf is very much her own person- think mini Phoebe from Friends.
  • Bam Bam– age 3. The baby of our group. Future Frat Boy- prefers to be pantsless, and often passes out on the beach. #pumpkinpatch

Lesson of the Day:
owStepping on a Tootsie Pop ranks up there with stepping on a Lego. #truth

 

 

 

 

 

 

Helping Hands

Read this today on a reposted Facebook post– this is one I plan to share with the Hubby, cause yeah….

I do not help my wife.

A friend came to my house for coffee, we sat and talked about life. At some point in the conversation, I said, “I’m going to wash the dishes and I’ll be right back.”

He looked at me as if I had told him I was going to build a space rocket. Then he said to me with admiration but a little perplexed: “I’m glad you help your wife, I do not help because when I do, my wife does not praise me. Last week I washed the floor and no thanks.”

I went back to sit with him and explained that I did not “help” my wife. Actually, my wife does not need help, she needs a partner. I am a partner at home and through that society are divided functions, but it is not a “help” to do household chores.

I do not help my wife clean the house because I live here too and I need to clean it too.

I do not help my wife to cook because I also want to eat and I need to cook too.

I do not help my wife wash the dishes after eating because I also use those dishes.

I do not help my wife with her children because they are also my children and my job is to be a father.

I do not help my wife to wash, spread or fold clothes, because the clothes are also mine and my children.

I am not a help at home, I am part of the house. And as for praising, I asked my friend when it was the last time after his wife finished cleaning the house, washing clothes, changing bed sheets, bathing her children, cooking, organizing, etc. You said thank you

But a thank you of the type: Wow, sweetheart !!! You are fantastic!!!

Does that seem absurd to you? Are you looking strange? When you, once in a lifetime, cleaned the floor, you expected in the least, a prize of excellence with great glory … why? You never thought about that, my friend?

Maybe because for you, the macho culture has shown that everything is her job.

Perhaps you have been taught that all this must be done without having to move a finger? Then praise her as you wanted to be praised, in the same way, with the same intensity. Give her a hand, behave like a true companion, not as a guest who only comes to eat, sleep, bathe and satisfy needs … Feel at home. In his house.

The real change of our society begins in our homes, let us teach our sons and daughters the real sense of fellowship! “

Room 101

Hubby recently introduced me to the British show, Room 101. On this show, 3 panelists (usually comedians and/or actors) try to convince the host (currently Frank Skinner) to put their pet hates/ fears in to Room 101.

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Here is the description from Wikipedia:

Room 101 is a BBC comedy television series based on the radio series of the same name, in which celebrities are invited to discuss their pet hates and persuade the host to consign those hates to oblivion in Room 101, a location whose name is inspired by the torture room in the novel Nineteen Eighty-Four which reputedly contained “the worst thing in the world”. George Orwell himself named it after a meeting room in Broadcasting House where he would sit through tedious meetings.

It’s pretty funny– especially when panelists pick really obscure things. Last night we watched an episode in which cyclists in lycra were put into Room 101 (I wholeheartedly support this!) and also cats (which I beyond disagree with)… So this AM I have been thinking about items I would nominate for admission to Room 101.

My list:

  1. Mushrooms- Everything about them grosses me out– their texture, smell, taste, etc. I mean, who initially saw these pesky things growing and though- “Oh hey, these look and feel bizarre… Let’s eat!”
  2. My dishwasher- If I run it one more time and the little soap door doesn’t open, I swear to God you will find it in my front yard!
  3. Donald Trump- I don’t think any explanation is really necessary.
  4. Plaque- I hate flossing.
  5. Turtlenecks- Why wear a shirt that feels like someone has their hands clasped around your throat?

I have a feeling this could be an ongoing post… I am sure over the next week I will come up with many more ideas for the Room… What about you? What would you nominate for Room 101?

Weekend Thoughts

Randomness…

Friday, 1/20
Inauguration:

  • First thought- we’re screwed.
  • #vomitty
  • How did this happen?

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    Recycled band uniform? Red gloves? Really? OK…

 

School: For those parents who think it is perfectly ok to do drugs while pregnant– come teach them for awhile. The frustration, not only for the teachers, but for the child is intense. Sometimes I just hate people.

Saturday, 1/21/17
Women’s March on Washington: Inspiring! I think the most amazing thing is that it happened on ALL 7 continents! (Way to represent Antarctica!) Non-violent, no arrests. The intelligence, kindness, compassion, and dignity was amazing.

Do not get me wrong– I am not wishing Donald Trump to fail– that would hurt us all. I would like for Donald Trump to learn– to allow himself to grown and be enlightened. I would like for him to be a nice person and set an example for the young of this country– a POSITIVE example. Why shout hate and lies constantly? Why rant and rave like a lunatic toddler that hasn’t had a nap in 4 days? Is that not exhausting for him? It exhausts me.

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#teacherproblems pt. 2:When Stupid Kids Return,with Power

“And that’s why I feel like this hearing was a perfect metaphor for the worst of the education system in America,” Noah said. “Here’s a student who’s clearly not proficient in the required subject matter, but because of the system, we know they’re still going to get pushed through.”

Betsy DeVos.

I do not personally know ANYONE, Republican or Democrat, teacher or otherwise, that thinks this lady is a good idea. So what the hell?!

The above quote is from an article from Huffington Post, Trevor Noah Eviscerates Betsy DeVos Over Her Confirmation Hearing.

How has it come to this, and WHAT are we going to do? This dumbass thinks teachers are overpaid, and that we no longer need to adhere to the Americans with Disabilities Act. Um, wait what?

Well, at least we will be able to defend ourselves from grizzly bears while teaching fractions.

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Only in the Darkness Can You See the Stars…

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Martin Luther King, Jr. Day 2017.

For many years I taught 5th grade social studies, which included a unit on Civil Rights. It was my favorite unit to teach, mainly because of MLK. His insight and intelligence, his patience and nonviolent actions during such a tumultuous time was incredible. And educating children about him was an honor. To this day I keep several of his quotes in my classroom.

mlk2This one seems especially appropriate (& terrifying) given some upcoming events…. and the next 4 years.

And of course I would show my students the I Have a Dream speech… but my favorite is King’s last speech– the mountaintop.

Well, I don’t know what will happen now. We’ve got some difficult days ahead. But it really doesn’t matter with me now, because I’ve been to the mountaintop.

Difficult days ahead. Yeah, I think we can all relate to that.

And I don’t mind.

Like anybody, I would like to live a long life. Longevity has its place. But I’m not concerned about that now. I just want to do God’s will. And He’s allowed me to go up to the mountain. And I’ve looked over. And I’ve seen the Promised Land. I may not get there with you. But I want you to know tonight, that we, as a people, will get to the promised land!

And so I’m happy, tonight.

I’m not worried about anything.

I’m not fearing any man!

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord!!

Perhaps reviewing MLK’s words will help us all remember that during the darkest days, stars shine brighter.