Teachers & stuff ~

Last week, I went to visit Kacey in her real, live classroom.  

It's finally here!

She is in her last semester of school and is in the middle of her student teaching.  

Look how fun it is when your kids grow up!  

You get to go on field trips to visit their careers 

and eat sandwiches with them at the grown-up tables!  Yes!

Speaking of teachers.  I got my second email yesterday from one of my boys' teachers letting me know that he didn't appreciate this child's behavior in class.  He told my Freshman that he was annoying and that he was surprised that nobody had beat him up yet.  I'm not sure that teachers should tell their pupils that they are annoying.  I'm pretty sure that they are supposed to save that for those special times in the teacher's lounge.  And just look at these faces ... you know they're completely innocent!

Surely I jest.  I'm the first to admit that my children can annoy.  They've pretty much perfected that verb.  We'll have to work harder on the more pleasant adjectives in the world and try to make the teachers less annoyed and confused as to why they haven't been beat up yet.  I should take some pride in the fact that they have never been beat up, right?

Continuing on with the teacher topic.  

Look at these cute boys that are out teaching the Gospel! 

Oh, Keaton. 

I like teachers (usually).  But I think I hate school.  

Do you like school?   

P.S.  Did you miss Sunday Night Live last week?  

For those of you who did, don't worry, we'll be back.  

For those of you who didn't, we'll still be back.  

I fall. So what?

So, I fall.  

Yep, like I fall a lot. 

Some are just baby falls, 

others are monumental ... 

but let me assure you, I fall.  

The most memorable "incident" would probably be off of the school bus. Whenever I mention that I fell off of my school bus once, people inevitably have a sad little picture in their minds of an elementary student trying to make it down those enormous steps.  Well, the steps were still enormous, but I was in High School.  Yep.  I rode the bus in High School.  So what?

Sometimes reliving my past is quite painful.  

Anyway, it happened again the other day.  Jake was sitting in the truck waiting for his morning transport to school.  I knew that we were on a time crunch, and I was scurrying.  Scurrying is usually where something goes askew.  As I headed out the door (no pun intended), something (like air) got in the way.  I dove over the threshold like there was a million dollars just waiting on the other side.   I dove out head first, arms outstretched in a futile attempt to stop the inevitable and I believe I caught some air for a moment!  You'll have to ask Jake ... he saw the whole thing.  I landed in plank position ... and didn't dare move.  I hit every part of me ... and my phone.  Moment of silence please for the Droid.  May he rest in peace.   I finally discovered that I could get to my feet, maneuver my way into the truck, and get the boy to school on time.  Because I'm a mother and that's what we do!    The bruises and scrapes have healed, I've replaced my phone, and I'm ready to blog about it.

I don't understand why some people are more coordinated than others.  I never have been.  My dream of being an Olympic badminton star was always dust in the wind.  I'm over it.

Sometimes it really bothers me, but then I see videos like this and I realize that even the most sculpted athletes sometimes fall.  And I feel better ... because I laugh really hard.

I fall.  Do you?

      

Hot Mess ... or confess?

And in case you're super young and curious ...

The new and improved KKK ...

Another Sunday ... another "show".  

What shall we name this show of ours?

* I forgot that I got TWO comments last week on our show.  Pardon my absentmindedness ... this week's show is dedicated to my second comment and loyal friend, Diane. 

Well that was fast!

 Watch out young mothers.  

It happens fast ... real fast!

Life as Matthew

A few weeks ago, we got to go see Matthew and his band play at the Hard Rock Cafe in Phoenix.  It's always fun to watch him perform, but this was a superb venue with magnificent seating around the stage.  Loved it!

Last week, Matty began an additional adventure.  He and his buddies decided to paint their tummies and go to a Diamondbacks game with the goal of being seen on the Jumbo Tron.  Aim high my boy!  They were playing the Dodgers that evening, so it was decided that the painted tummies would spell #Beat LA.  If you know Twitter, you know that the # sign is known as a hashtag!  This would prove to be genius! 

They bought their tickets, made their way into the stadium and sat in place (fully clothed) until the perfect time was decided upon for the big reveal.  It was then, that they took off their shirts, began chanting for our home team ... and the crowd went wild.  They were on the Jumbo Tron, they were on TV, and they would become personal friends with Baxter the mascot as well as the fans. 

The next day, they were found on Twitter (the gang is now known as #human hashtag), and given some seats by the dugout to "perform" again.  Since then, they've made several other appearances and they're livin' the dream.  Mark Grace has been enjoying playing tic-tac-toe on the hashtag tummy.  Jake & Garrison were recruited for the last game as they spelled #Go Dbacks ... and they will all be taping seven promos for a large network (known as FOX Sports) tomorrow afternoon.

Only in Matthew's world do these things actually happen.

Dream big, people!  Dream big!

Perfect ending ...

We took a quick trip to California this weekend ... 

and it was the perfect way to end our warm little summer. 

I had to wear a jacket!  

Here are some highlights of our spontaneous escape. 

We also created yet another ridiculous video of ourselves 

while we were mingling with the other movie stars.  

Ooooh la la ~

 A broken wrist wasn't going to stop the scuba diving kid!

 

 

 

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