Oops, my mistake!

The other day Amber was so excited to tell me that Emma's nursery teacher (Sharon) read a story to her at school. I was so confused. I just thought Amber didn't know what she was talking about! Emma's nursery teacher doesn't have any kids in school, so why would she be at the school, reading books at that? Little did I know. So I just went on my way thinking Amber was dreaming or just plain confused, but didn't know how to fix the problem! What do you say to a child when you think they are wrong but they are adamant that they really are not crazy?!
So, ha ha, funny thing. I was at the school today helping out in Amber's class, then I went to get Emma from her Preschool class. We were walking back to the Gym (where Amber's class was) and passed by the library! As we passed by the library I noticed Sharon sitting at the desk! Surprise, surprise! So I talked to Sharon for a few minutes. Turns out Sharon substitutes in the library. It really was Sharon that read a story to Amber. Okay, so I really want to stick my head in a hole now! But I guess I need to humble myself and apologize to Amber for not believing her and thinking she was crazy! Oops, maybe next time I should believe her, hard as it is sometimes to believe a 5 year old. I guess parents don't always know everything!

Timothy's New Game

I am so grateful for laughter. Without laughter life would be so melancholy. I am also very grateful for the simple things that make me laugh. The other day I think we laughed for at least a half hour because of Timothy's new game. He has started throwing his sippy cup and at first I thought he was just dropping it because he wasn't coordinated enough to get it back down on the table! Ha, he fooled me! The first time I saw the gleam in his eyes I knew he was throwing the cup on purpose. Once he realized I had caught on, he added a little laugh to this game. So I thought I would capitalize on this opportunity to laugh. I sat there giving his cup and telling him he better not drop it. Then he would laugh and drop it. We went back and forth like this for some time! It wasn't the most exciting game, but it was so much fun to see Timothy laugh. Everybody was laughing. It really lightened the mood in my home and reminded me that we can laugh over the simple things and it doesn't matter. Amidst any struggles that we may have, we still have the ability to laugh and be happy. I just needed Timothy to remind me how to laugh.

I have a video of us playing Timothy's new game, but alas I do not know how to upload it to my blog. So I will let your imagination run wild as you imagine what it was like for us to play this new game!

Hairsylist I am not!

I have finally come to the sad conclusion that I am not a hairstylist. Yet, I will continue to curse my children with bad haircuts while they are young. A few days ago I tried my hand at cutting Timothy's hair! What an adventure. I should have listened to Andrea and cut his hair while he was sleeping. But I thought I was better than that! If only I could distract him I could simply snip off the long ends and it would look okay, right? Ha, I wish. Distracted he was, sit still he did not! Luckily he is still young enought that he doesn't care what his hair looks like. Does he even really know he got a haircut? Probably not. Okay, so now I am feeling better about the whole adventure.

Here's some pics. Of course, he wasn't too cooperative with the pics either. I had to take one of the pics while he was walking away from me.