Happy Five for Friday. Thank you sweet Doodle Bugs for hosting!
This week is a little of this, a little of that.
1. What a really ridiculous week. I had so many silly things happen that I pretty much spent my week in hysterics. Here's one of the reasons why:
My husband was gone this week on a business trip (he runs a rafting company so I'd have to say his "business trips" are pretty fun). We had record low temperatures in California and I was freezing all week. One night I left art materials out in the car and at about 8:30 I decided to go out to get them.
As I was slip sliding my way to the car, I heard major waterfall sounds coming from the "north 40." I knew what that meant and headed out in the pitch back night to investigate. Not before I pulled on my husband's gigantic rubber mud boots, though. This wasn't my first rodeo, and I've been up to my knees in mud in that back yard before. I should also mention that I was wearing possibly the most unattractive pair of flannel capri jammies and my husband's hoody sweatshirt. It doesn't really matter if you know that, it just sort of paints a picture.
Sure enough, there was an antique spigot (our home is over 100 years old) sputtering violently next to the garage and shooting water onto the wall of our cottage. Dang!! I ran into the house and called our next door neighbor.
"Hey, Scott!!! Help! The hubby is on a trip and you're the on-call neighbor when he's gone. I'm really sorry to bother you but we have a big problem over here. Hurry! I need your help!" I tried to explain in detail what was going on. There was definite panic in my voice.
The voice on the other end of the phone calmly said, "Are you safe?"
"Yes," I said.
"Are you in any danger?"
Now I'm beginning to think this is a little strange...
Good, because I'm not Scott." Whoops. Wrong number.
Reason number 2 for laughter:
Every year I'm pretty sure that the first grade teacher has to correct some kinderisms that I encouraged. I love how 5 year olds mispronounce everything. As a young child I said my prayers wrong all the time... Hail Mary, full of grapes... So, you see, I come by it quite naturally.
Last year it was blends. Here's the story from an earlier post:
This week I wanted to teach my kinders about blends so I thought it might be fun to bring my blender and make smoothies with them. What a great way to reinforce the idea of "blending" the sounds together, right? They absolutely LOVED the berry smoothies and got the concept of blends, no problem. I was thrilled. The next day I pointed to the chart where all the blend cards were placed, and asked them what they were called. With great enthusiasm they yelled, "Smoothies!" Well, I guess I laughed a little too much because now I can't get them to call them blends. I'll have to give next year's teacher a heads up! I sort of like "smoothies" better.
It happened again. This week we learned about syllables and they kept referring to them as "silly Bills." Again, I must have laughed a little too hard because now they think it's sooo funny to say it their way. Sorry, first grade teacher!
We spent the week doing all sorts of gingerbread activites from Deanna Jump's Gingerbread Unit. It's adorable. The kids were engaged and loved every second.
We also did a measurement activity with a kindergarten sized paper gingerbread man named Ginger Fred. They used their unifix cubes to compare heights with Fred and their classmates. Then we lined our class up in order based on our results. They found out that you need to be very careful when you measure! Our line was not correct and we had to rearrange people. We even figured out where Ginger Fred would fit in. Such fun!
Here's the little ginger people that we made. It's moments like this that I am amazed at the amount of kindergarten students in my class. Look at all those gingerbread people. I'm not whining, just sayin"...
Ever since we made Rudolph's Crazy Cousins art project, I can't get them to take their art seriously.
As you can see, we got some snow. Here's our pitiful attempt at a California snowman!
Tree is up . I let the kids redecorate any time they want. I think lots of moms may not allow this at home because they can't get enough of it!
Love letters. So sweet but I can't help but ask, where's spaceman????
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