Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Top Ten Reasons why I like going to Parent/Teacher Conferences

I get to go back to High School...
MY high school.
Yes my son attends the same HS that I attended.
I will admit it's slightly freakish
but I like it.
I enjoyed HS.

I get to see friends who are teaching there
and the ONE teacher who still teaches there
from when I was a student, Ms. Stanton.
(Who was one of my all time favorite teachers)
She actually remembered me
and we had a great chat.
Jona could possibly have her as a teacher for
English next year.
Fingers crossed!

Getting told by afore mentioned teacher
that I haven't changed one. single.
bit. since HS.
(I thanked her and refrained from pointing out the
100 or so extra L Bees on my body)

Listening to Footloose on the radio as I
drive up the road to the HS.
If Footloose doesn't bring the memories
of days of yesteryear flooding back
nothing will.
"Eight hours. For what?
Oh tell me what I got.
I got this feeling
That times just a holding me down!"
I actually jumped out of my seat and yelled when
Ren flew off the deck at prom and kicked Chuck in the face.

All talk of a remake is heresy.

Unless it's all done by Flight of the Conchords...

Seeing that they've actually named the hallways there
in the school and that one of them is named

Getting asked
"Are you related to Mr. Ormond
that used to teach here?"
and answering in the affirmative
and that he is my Father in law.

Seeing all the changes that they have made
to the HS so that while it does take
me back to go there I know that they
are a forward thinking and moving
school and they aren't stuck in the past.

Talking with Jona's seminary teacher and
finding out that we went to school together.
He was a couple of years younger than me
but he said something about remembering my eyes.

Hearing what a great kid Jona is.
How bright he is and how well he is doing.
His teachers know who he is and think
highly of him.

And the #1 reason
I love going to P/T conferences
Because of stories like this that his teachers
always seem to share with us...
About a month ago in health class there was a sub
so the teacher had a video for the kids to watch.
It was about an alcoholic father who beat his kids,
his wife and even hit on one of his daughters.
The mother finally had it and got a divorce.
It ended well with the mom pulling things together
and taking care of the family.

When the regular health teacher returned she
wanted to have a conversation about the video
so she stood up in front of the class and asked
"So what did you all think of that video?"
Jona's hand flies up, she calls on him and he says...
"That man was a bastard!"
The teacher said the class just went ballistic.
She held it together and told Jona that yes the man
was a bastard but that they probably shouldn't
use that word in class.
She LOVED it! She loved that he was so
forthright about how he felt about that man
in the video and she said it opened the up
the discussion in class wonderfully.

Monday, April 25, 2011

Holiday Parenting Fail

Our kitchen the afternoon of Easter after we have come home from church....

I have made the kids dump all of the candy from the Easter egg hunt into one communal bowl so that I can horde it all for myself keep an eye on how much they are consuming. The kids are picking up the plastic eggs and opening them to see what is inside.

I inform said children that the only chocolate inside the plastic eggs are the malted goodness that are Robin's Eggs. They are all a little bummed out by this...especially Jona.

I then give further information that the candy in the plastic eggs is still good candy. Jolly Rancher jellybeans, SweetTart jellybeans, SourPatch jellybeans and sour gummy rabbits.

The next words are the actual words that come flying out of my mouth with all four children standing right there...

"I don't buy bad candy."

Jillian, my 8 year old, pipes up immediately...

"Wait...YOU bought the candy???"

Good one Shanna. So trying to think quickly, on my feet, with a mouth full of chocolate I answer...

"Why yes. I buy the candy and Easter Bunny hides it."

I'm not sure if Jillian bought into that or not but she said "Okay" and continued shoving the sugary goodness into her mouth.

I swear....I am not going to be allowed to say anything about Santa, the Easter Bunny, the Tooth Fairy or Leprechauns around any of my grandchildren. I'll just have to learn to be the sweet, silent type...

Not sure how great I'll be able to pull that off either.

Sunday, April 17, 2011

What if Your blessings come through Raindrops?

In times of difficulty music really speaks to my soul.

There has been so much swirling around me lately that when I heard this song today it was perfect.

The title of this post comes from the lyrics of this song. And these last few lines?

"And what if trials of this life
The rain, the storms, the hardest nights
Are Your mercies in disguise?"

What if that is the case? It seems that we hear much about "tender mercies" but there are times when time goes by and it seems like those tender mercies don't ever come.

What if our trials and difficulties are our "mercies in disguise"?

What if?

Another song that touched me today is one called "Again" by Jessie Clark Funk. It must be fairly new because I can't find information about it anywhere. But if you get a chance to find that song and listen to it I highly recommend it.

Have a good Sunday.