I have a large gap between Parent-Teacher conferences this evening, so (inspired by Bailey) I thought I'd take a leap and update the blog. Some realizations for me as of late: (kind of on the serious side-- sorry).
School this year has been good. I have gained a great respect for mothers-- all mothers, but specifically mothers of children with special needs. I admire your unconditional love. I admire how hard you "fight" for your kid. I mean, even if it is sometimes against the teacher, against the administration, against the psychologists and the pathologists and the other students, if you don't stick up for your kid-- who will? It has been a good lesson for me to learn, though not always the easiest.
I would like to give a shout out to my Grandpa. He is the most giving, dependable, calm person I know. He comes to my wild classroom three times a week, and captures my students' hearts by giving them candy and practicing their spelling. I find that his mere presence boosts me up during the hard days-- just knowing that he is there and that he will still like me even if I make a student do their work when they don't want to. Or if I give up on making them do their work because they make me crazy. He is the best.
November always gets me thinking about things I am thankful for. I am so grateful for a supportive husband who is honest and true. I am so grateful for loving families who love us despite our shortcomings. I am grateful for friends who never let me down. I am grateful for a job I love, and for students I love more. I am grateful for supportive colleagues, who help me keep a good perspective. I am thankful for the beautiful surroundings I get to enjoy (and snow!). I am thankful for the gospel, and the temple, and the scriptures--they keep me grounded. I am really grateful for 3 days off next week, and a road trip to look forward to. I love Thanksgiving. It's one of my favorite holidays because it's all about things I love: fall, food, families, PIE (and... the parade!). I hope its a good one, wherever you are.
Thursday, November 15, 2012
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
bad hair day?
Today as I was greeting my students at the door, one particularly adorable child looked up at me and said, "Miss Brynn, are you having a bad hair day?"
Oh, those kids.
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
school time again
hi guys. school starts in less than a week. just thought you might want to know.
I've been up at the school for the past couple of weeks organizing and getting ready. my classroom library got a revamp, I've learned about teaching different personality types, I lost all of the fonts on my computer- then spent a lot of time downloading new ones. workbooks have been printed. desks and chairs have been placed. it's only a matter of time.
I've been up at the school for the past couple of weeks organizing and getting ready. my classroom library got a revamp, I've learned about teaching different personality types, I lost all of the fonts on my computer- then spent a lot of time downloading new ones. workbooks have been printed. desks and chairs have been placed. it's only a matter of time.
Sunday, August 5, 2012
hebgen +
the end of July was full and wonderful. Samuel spent 4 days hiking in the tetons with his brother and some friends:
and we spent a lovely week at hebgen sunning, eating, wakeboarding, reading, playing word games, swimming, biking, tubing on glass, and CELEBRATING THE OLYMPICS. it was awesome:
(notice the olympic rings?)
speaking of the olympics, we have totally been into them and loving watching all of the events. go world!
and we spent a lovely week at hebgen sunning, eating, wakeboarding, reading, playing word games, swimming, biking, tubing on glass, and CELEBRATING THE OLYMPICS. it was awesome:
speaking of the olympics, we have totally been into them and loving watching all of the events. go world!
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
keys please
I have a problem.
I always lock my keys in my car and/or my house.
Last summer I locked the keys in the car several times, including while getting a snowcone, while parked at WalMart, and in my driveway. During the school year, I locked my keys in the house several times and ended up waiting at my mom's house until Samuel got home from work.
And yet again:
Yesterday was Josie's birthday-- (Josie is one of my cute young women)-- so we took her some breakfast before they took off for beehive camp. I wasn't driving, so I opted to leave my purse home. That's when the trouble began. Upon arriving home, I had my arms full of cinnamon rolls and orange juice, I walked up to the front door opened the screen door, grabbed the doorknob and gave it a forceful twist... only-- it didn't twist. I had locked the door. Frantically I ran around to the kitchen side door, praying that by some amazing and unusual blessing of fate we might have left it open 3 weeks ago (which was the last time we had used it). No luck. I called my landlord; he didn't answer. I called my mom about fifty times; she didn't answer. I called Samuel, even though he was 400 miles away in the Tetons. He answered! But he couldn't do much to help, besides offer moral support. So, I weeded my garden.
Eventually my mom called back, laughed a little, and came to pick me up. Also, my landlord stopped by and unlocked the side door so that I could get in.
I guess I need to get a hide-a-key. But...at least I lock my doors?
I always lock my keys in my car and/or my house.
Last summer I locked the keys in the car several times, including while getting a snowcone, while parked at WalMart, and in my driveway. During the school year, I locked my keys in the house several times and ended up waiting at my mom's house until Samuel got home from work.
And yet again:
Yesterday was Josie's birthday-- (Josie is one of my cute young women)-- so we took her some breakfast before they took off for beehive camp. I wasn't driving, so I opted to leave my purse home. That's when the trouble began. Upon arriving home, I had my arms full of cinnamon rolls and orange juice, I walked up to the front door opened the screen door, grabbed the doorknob and gave it a forceful twist... only-- it didn't twist. I had locked the door. Frantically I ran around to the kitchen side door, praying that by some amazing and unusual blessing of fate we might have left it open 3 weeks ago (which was the last time we had used it). No luck. I called my landlord; he didn't answer. I called my mom about fifty times; she didn't answer. I called Samuel, even though he was 400 miles away in the Tetons. He answered! But he couldn't do much to help, besides offer moral support. So, I weeded my garden.
Eventually my mom called back, laughed a little, and came to pick me up. Also, my landlord stopped by and unlocked the side door so that I could get in.
I guess I need to get a hide-a-key. But...at least I lock my doors?
Thursday, July 12, 2012
Monday, July 9, 2012
oh how we need each other
Going from working 50 or 60 + hours a week to working 1 hour a week has been a big change for me.
I've found all of this time to do things like read, cook, garden, exercise, vacation, and think. And it's great. Truly-- it is. But too much alone time is really starting to get to me. I find myself going to the grocery store three or four times a week just to interact with people. Or, I'll go over to my mom's house and see if she has any projects or errands she needs help with. Please understand-- I'm not complaining! It's just not what I'm used to. I'm used to 25 eight year olds depending on me. I'm used to planning escapades with friends. I'm used to interactions with colleagues. Sitting alone in an empty house (no matter how much I'm accomplishing) is just not my style.
Sister Hinkley said:
It is a sociological fact that women need women. We need deep and satisfying and loyal friendships with each other. We need each other.
It's the truth! You guys. We need each other. We need to be friends. We need to converse, help each other solve problems, share opinions, laugh, and enjoy being together. I understand this "sociological fact" now more than ever.
So, what do you say?
I've found all of this time to do things like read, cook, garden, exercise, vacation, and think. And it's great. Truly-- it is. But too much alone time is really starting to get to me. I find myself going to the grocery store three or four times a week just to interact with people. Or, I'll go over to my mom's house and see if she has any projects or errands she needs help with. Please understand-- I'm not complaining! It's just not what I'm used to. I'm used to 25 eight year olds depending on me. I'm used to planning escapades with friends. I'm used to interactions with colleagues. Sitting alone in an empty house (no matter how much I'm accomplishing) is just not my style.
Sister Hinkley said:
It is a sociological fact that women need women. We need deep and satisfying and loyal friendships with each other. We need each other.
It's the truth! You guys. We need each other. We need to be friends. We need to converse, help each other solve problems, share opinions, laugh, and enjoy being together. I understand this "sociological fact" now more than ever.
So, what do you say?
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