a timeline:
thanksgiving was fantastic in colorado. we loved hanging out with family and eating good food. Samuel got the 24 hour flu. long, beautiful drive.
back to school for a few weeks. holidays around the world. music, crafts, multiplication. books, books, books. I love seeing my students write their letters to santa.
december good times-- jazz game with a buzzer beater final shot, incredible tabernacle choir concert with nana, henry schein holiday party, family parties, music.
Samuel's birthday is on Saturday! we have big plans for some skiing, dinner, and presents.
I can't believe that Christmas is only a few days away. There are still so many things I hope to do: see the lights, get together with friends, make candy at grammy's, relax, wrap gifts, watch it's a wonderful life. Maybe even greet new twin nieces?!
wishing you peace and joy for the season.
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Monday, December 10, 2012
Christmas Card
A GROVER YEAR IN REVIEW:
January: Brynn celebrates her big 2-5, Samuel settles into his new job at Henry Schein Practice Solutions. February: we host our nieces and nephews for a Valentine Party. March: Samuel does a winter ascent of Mount Olympus. April: We celebrate our 2 year anniversary at the tulip festival. may: we visit hebgen lake in the snow over memorial day. Samuel helps chop wood and make-over the upstairs bathroom. June: School is out for the summer! brynn starts teaching a book group at the king’s english bookstore. July: Samuel hikes the 32 mile teton crest trail. Brynn plans and executes an Olympics party at the cabin. August: brynn inventories her classroom library. We party at the grover family reunion. September: we head to hebgen over Labor Day. Brynn run/walks the canyon rim 5k. October: we set an all time record by having 5 trick-or-treaters come to our house.. November: we drive to denver and enjoy Thanksgiving with some of the grover/McAllister clan. December: we cut down a fresh christmas tree.
Wishing you all the best this holiday season!
Love, Brynn & Samuel
Thursday, November 15, 2012
November! Hey!
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.
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.
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?
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