Tuesday, December 9, 2014

I am Second® - Scott Hamilton

So, like I said earlier, I haven't posted in over 3 years. But I have plans to post regularly! I love blogging. If you're reading this, thank you!

Below is a great video by Scott Hamilton. Its 3 years old, but very inspirational none the less. Please watch it. You won't regret it.

Have a great night wherever you may be!







I've Been MIA, for No Darn Good Reason...

Guys. You probably don't even remember me. ;( I haven't posted on this blog in over 3 years! This post is simply a "try it out" to see if I even still remember. Blogger has changed a bit! I want to start blogging again. And I have a lot of catching up to do! See you soon...

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Monkeying Around...

My house is often a zoo, so while browsing new blog background ideas, I came across this one. I don't know how long it will stick...probably until I want a Christmas background. But for now, it fits. I thought about changing the name of my blog, but it's been I'm At Home for 3 years now, so why mess with a good thing?!

What are you doing today?

I have listened to The Isaacs and to Laura Story while I clean the kitchen; I played a nice round of Break The Ice with Little Man...we each one two games. I am about to put chicken, 2 cans of creamy chicken soup, carrots and some ranch dressing in the crock pot for supper. I'm not sure if we'll eat it over rice or pasta. And I may go buy some peas to put in there too.

I need a new camera. Mine does not like any battery that I put into it, saying the batteries have died. I hope I get one for Christmas! I'm a little sick to my stomach, thinking about how I may not have a camera to take pictures of Little Man's birthday, Girly Girl's birthday, and Christmas. They all fall within 5 days of each other! It can't happen. Time to go camera shopping I guess. I don' have money to be picky, so we shall see....any suggestions?

Happy November!


Monday, October 31, 2011

Face Painting X's 2

I thought that for a post today I would simply share one of my reflections from one of my classes that I am taking in Early Childhood Education. I have to spend time after each day spent in the preschool classroom, writing my thoughts into a reflection paper. Following is two different experiences, but on the same day, in the same classroom, with the same materials. Tell me what you think!!


 Face-painting. Morning Session. Take One.
Circle ends smoothly with no announcements of what will be happening. Today is pajama day and the teacher and the assistant fit right in, in their fun slumber attire. Children are choosing within the classroom what they want to do for activity time. Some stay at the block area, some move to Housekeeping. A few decide to do puzzles. The teacher hands me a bucket filled with paint brushes and face paint. I go wordlessly to one table, and she to another. We don't even talk about the process. Within a few minutes, we each have 1-2 students standing near, asking what we are doing. I tell the first little girl, face-painting! She smiles big and asks if she can go first. Her friend quickly says, “I'm after her.” I ask the first girl what she would like me to paint on her face and with what color/s. She chooses a star, a heart, and a pumpkin. On each cheek, I paint a pink heart, black star and a blue pumpkin. Her friend says, “Wow! Cool! Is it my turn?” The second girl sits down and asks to be a kitty. She chooses colors, and as I paint, I ask her if she has any cats. The answer is yes, and we talk about what they look like and what colors they are. I don't worry when she moves her head around a lot, instead using the “mistakes” as whiskers. The teacher, at her table, seems to be having the same experiences. We joke about who can paint spiders better, and the children join in, judging our attempts. No one is crying, the children are figuring out all on there own where the “line” is for who's next, and they talk amongst themselves about what has been painted, and what they want on their face. One little boy tells the assistant when she asks, that he doesn't want to do it. She tells him he doesn't have to, but if he changed his mind, what did he suppose he'd have painted on his face? She prods him along, asking him if he likes spiders...nope. What about a dog face? Nope. Then she says, “what do you like?” He replies with “alligators”. She then says, “I bet if you ask Lisa or teacher, they could paint a great alligator.” He smiles real big, and is soon next to me, quiet. I say, “hi T! Are you going to have a turn?” He answers quietly with yes. Without putting him on the spot by looking right at him, I ask while I'm still painting on a child's face, “did you think about what you would like?” he then says “alligator.” I pause for a second, and then get real animated with my face, but not directly at him, as I say, “an alligator?! I never would have thought of that!” he continues smiling, now ready for his turn. As I begin painting his red alligator, I talk about what alligators look like, and ask simple questions about their teeth, or tail. He gives me one-word answers, and before we know it, I'm done. I tell him quietly, so as not to draw unwanted attention to him, to go look in the mirror. He does, alone. I watch from a distance. His smile grows even bigger. His friends ask him what he has on his face and he says with pride and with a strong voice, “A Alligator.” We share a special look, and I feel my heart filling with a new bond I have begun with T!!

Face-painting. Afternoon Session. Take Two.
We are all at circle. The teacher puts on Clifford on a special-once-in-a-while TV time. The children are told to sit quietly. She gets up and goes to the table. After arranging her paints and brushes and also telling 3 children that have followed her to see what she's doing to go sit back down quietly, she picks one child to come with her. The only thing you hear in the room is Clifford jumping in a pile of leaves. What I wouldn't give to jump in too. The child gets to pick one thing to have painted, and on one cheek. It takes 3 minutes. He sits back down, and she takes child #2. One choice, one cheek. 3 minutes. This continues for the next 3 children. There is one little girl, H, that wants her turn so badly. She is sitting quiet, craning her neck to see the table, see the teacher, see the painting. She has no desire to watch Clifford who is now blowing leaves in a pile for Emily Elizabeth to jump into. Even Clifford is in tune to a child's needs. Finally, after all 9 classmates are done, the teacher picks H, who without a doubt, is the most into this activity. She is the only girl present today. Duh. She sits down after 27 minutes of waiting her turn, and she just can't decide what she wants. The teacher says, “hurry, we need to be done.” It is then that I realize face-painting and Clifford are supposed to end at the very same time. Hmm. You can see the pressure H is feeling, and she finally says, “A princess.” This is not a surprise, as H always picks out Disney princess books at library time. The teacher says, “I can't do a princess on your face, but I can on your hand.” H looks at her hand, not responding. “Quick,” the teacher says, is that what you would like? H just nods, and watches as a princess takes form on her hand. She is proud, but satisfied? I doubt it.

Same day, same activity. Two completely different experiences. I loved the chance to see both, but not at the expense of 10 children who had no opportunity to express creativity!!! I would have loved to allow the children to paint each others' faces as well. Or even my face. I bet the morning teacher would have done this, but it was lunch time, and even then, it was late!  


Thursday, October 20, 2011

Clone Anybody?

I think I'm getting old. I keep getting up earlier and earlier. Andy gets up at 4am to get ready for work, and I get up with him to help him make his lunch and just spend a few quiet moments alone with him. I used to go right back to bed when he left, snuggling in on his side, feeling the little bit of warmth left from his body. But lately I have just been staying up! It is dark, and it's easy to forget that it's early morning and not late at night. But I get some quiet time and my first cup of coffee is uninterrupted. Little Man however, woke up this morning at 4:40am, and wasn't so sure about being put back to bed. "Why isn't it sunny?" was his question. He is now cuddled on my pillow in my bed.
I was thinking the other day that I wish there were 4 or 5 of me. I actually pictured myself emptying the dishwasher, another clone folding clothes, clone #3 doing homework, and the original me just spending time with my kids and my husband, not thinking one bit about the other things on the never-ending to-do list. And I'm serious; it's a NEVER ENDING LIST! Do you get frustrated when you start something and people, time, just life in general, don't allow you to finish? Sometimes I just know I won't be finishing what I'm about to start, so I don't start it. Is that a definition of procrastination? I can procrastinate like the best of them. Like now. I should be doing homework. Oh, shouldn't I. I have so so so much due in just 9 weeks, the end of my second-to-last semester. I know what will happen. I will wait until that last week and then go bald with pulling my hair out from being so stressed. My family will want to quietly murder me. I have great intentions, but rarely put them into action. Except for yesterday. You see, I have started my 135 hour practicum in a preschool setting, and it takes me away from home a lot right now. This means that Little Man is bounced around from place to place, and oh, the guilt. You don't even know. Well, maybe some of you do. He is totally fine, spending time with Nanny, or Aunt Kim, or even 2 1/2 hours every Tuesday at preschool at the christian school my older two attend. And on Fridays, he is home all day with Daddy. But I MISS HIM. He is special, his whole "being here" is different from my other two, and I feel so bad leaving him. He's just a little guy, and shouldn't I be with him now, everyday, all day? It's like rubbing salt in the wound too, when I think about the fact that I'm with kids his age all day, but he's missing. I even asked about whether or not he could come with me to my practicum, knowing full well that that wouldn't be allowed. So back to yesterday. After spending 7 hours in my practicum, I booked it the 9 miles to my mom's house to "rescue" my son. When I arrived, he and his cousin (same age) and Nanny were outside playing hide and seek. He saw me and ran with open arms across the yard. Inside I was repeating to myself "don't cry, don't cry...". I still don't know if I was talking to myself or him. He hugged me and then headed for the car. He was ready! The rest of the evening, I did what I had promised myself I would do, and I spent every moment with him. It was 3 blissful hours and I felt energized. I managed to make dinner in there for the family with Andy's help, and Little Man had a very long bath. I know he's fine. Everyone says that, and you may be tempted to comment on this post and tell me that very thing. But he won't be little forever. And I want him to be. One of the hardest things in the world that I am going through right now is the very beginning of "empty nest syndrome" with my oldest. He is still home, but at 17 1/2, he doesn't "need" momma much anymore. And right now, I don't feel so much like he even really likes me! I try and keep my distance, allowing him space to make decisions and also experience the consequences of those decisions. He is a very smart kid, and I am so proud. But it hurts. Like a hurt I have never ever felt. And I hate that I can't stop it, and that I also can't stop it from happening two more times after him. Girly Girl is almost 13. Where has the time gone. And so, I guess if my procrastination is the cause of not getting anything done, then I will embrace it, because getting nothing done seems to be the definition of spending time with my children. The assignments will get done. The laundry won't get up and walk away and leave us naked. The dish washer may stay full or need to be loaded, but what is important, my children, will be fed. And not just food for their bellies, but fed with LOVE from me. I still wouldn't mind those 4 clones though...


Tuesday, October 11, 2011

This is bad....I haven't posted in so long, and it looks like blogger has made some changes when posting! I like it! Well, Maine is getting cold. Yep. Old Man Winter is threatening a long visit, and I just wanna say NO!! Go away! I want summer back!
It was busy summer...mostly filled with accomplishing my summer class and all of the student-teaching/practicum hours. I am now in my last year of early childhood education, a degree awaits me in May 2012. I am taking a full load and wow, I think about my classes 24/7. The homework isn't hard really, it's just time consuming and really thought-provoking. I'm taking an online sociology class that has me emotionally spent when I'm done answering the questions! I can feel brain cells growing!
Andy is working!!! That is something I have not been able to say in my last two posts...I know, I know, April and July. I'm going to try to do better. But anyway, he's working with a friend that started up his own carpentry business earlier in the summer. They are on CheBeague Island off of Portland, Maine, building a post and beam home. He is gone 14 hours a day, 4 days a week. He is getting back in shape, feeling his own muscles get hard again in his arms. :) I overheard him tell someone that he and his work buddy are having fun. That did my heart so good, to hear that. My prayer this year for him, is to find peace in his life, to find what it is that God has planned for him. We still aren't sure what that is, but that's okay. God knows.
I have begun a new hobby....thanks to some great friends on Facebook that kept sharing! Have you heard of PINTEREST ? Check it out. It's awesome. It's like bookmarking, but with better organization and pictures! I've been reading a lot more too, actual books. Right now I am about to finish the book "The Help". I wanted to read it before seeing the movie, but now I may just not go see it. If you've read the book and seen the movie, what do you suggest? I don't want to ruin a good thing. And I love the book.
Until next time!

MILK MAGIC!


Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Not Quite Three Months...

Because it's been so long, I feel like I need to do a little "splainin'" about my absence! I will make it short: LIFE!! Haha! If you are a Facebook friend (which I love!) then you may know a little more of what has been going on for the last 2 1/2 months. Birthdays, Anniversarys, Mother's Day, Father's Day, graduations, end of school events, exams, job interviews (Andy...nope, not yet), family gatherings, cheap home renovations, gardens, and everything else in between! I know, it's all blog-worthy stuff, and I do regret when I go back and read past posts, not writing about some of the happenings. But it's not like I disappeared forever! hah!

So in a nutshell, Mr. Smarty Pants will be 17 in a few weeks, and is now officially a Senior. I don't like talking about it. Not my baby! He is working on a farm up the road, and seems to like it. He and Andy are trying to sell one vehicle to buy another more safe first car for him. He is 8 months into a relationship, and as much as I kinda wish he wasn't so serious at this age, he is happy. And I met his dad when I was 17! So who knows. We are 80% done the basement bedroom, enough so that last week he moved down. We ran out of money for a few things, but things that are on the list and will be completed later.

Girly Girl is 12 1/2, and even amidst the whining and the sometimes laziness of a "tween", I am really enjoying her. She has taken a real liking to baking, and can now make things from beginning to end with no help. And that's a BIG help! She paints her toes and fingernails a different color everyday, and is a fish in our pool. A girlfriend or two are usually here, or she is gone to their house. Not boy crazy AT ALL, and that's fine with me! If she does have a crush, she hasn't shared it with her mother! She has been baby-sitting Little Man for me a lot, and I love how motherly she is with him. He really loves his Sissah.

Little Man....not so little anymore! 3 1/2, and full of it. He is riding a big boy bike now, loves the pool, and eats ALL DAY when I let him. His favorite thing to do outside is play in his little "house"...a clearing in the middle of some lilac bushes on the side of our backyard. He and our dog Princess, are best friends. Or so he says. We successfully did something with him a month ago, that I am so glad we rectified. I am ashamed to say he was playing WAY TOO MUCH Playstation games. It just got so easy to just let him sit and play, and not need to be entertained by us, or need something. They weren't bad games at all....racing cars and skateboarding. But I didn't like it. I think God took my side, because the Playstation broke. It sucked in that that's what we used for a blue-ray DVD player too, but I was secretly glad the gaming system was down. We do have a Wii, and just recently, I have let him play a game or two on that, but it takes reading, and he gets bored with it easily. But he's good at the bowling! So now a timer goes on, and when it's done, he does well at turning everything off. We are almost ready to move him into his new room, now that big brother is downstairs. That will be fun.

I am in the middle of my first practicum in early childhood ed. I like it, but sure do hate leaving my family everyday to go do something I don't even get paid for. I have one more year of school, and I will be a college graduate. That feels good! It will be a busy year, but a good one, I predict. Andy is still out of work since January, but keeping busy here and there with odd jobs. He is on a waiting list to enroll in the massage therapy program at the same college I am at. So we may be college buddies this year. :) That would be different. We shall see. It is something he has wanted to do for a really long time, but not able to because of full time jobs. So maybe now is the time. I am just worried that when he is done, Maine will not be able to give him a job. So maybe moving will be in our future. Only God knows. I pray everyday for strength to continue to let God lead.

So to end, I'll add some pictures of LIFE, and I promise to do better Jamie, at keeping up with my blog! Later I may even play around and change my theme/background...if I remember how!! ha!!
















Bike, Prom, Swings, Water, Trains, Smiles, Hugs, and a Senior Class!


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