Kite Flying (sort of)

We tried to go kite flying today since it was a windy day. It did not go well. Frustration was the word of the day. The kite was a stunt kite and probably should have been used by someone who actually flew kites on a regular basis. So on the way home, I told AJ the story of Thomas Edison, and how many lightbulb prototypes he had to go through before he found one that worked. AJ's response? "What do lightbulbs have to do with kite flying?" So I went to my back-up plan and did a lecture on perseverance in my best Pa Ingalls imitation. For the record, that had no affect either.

Please Notice The Bottom Of Charlie's Shoes

I kind of wish we lived where it got muddy, so I could get a picture of the muddy paw pints on the kitchen floor.

In Case You Can't Get Enough Guinea Pigs

I had asked AJ to help keep Charlie occupied for a bit last weekend so I could study. This was his solution:



Charlie loved it, and those two played with the guinea pigs for almost an hour. That's like 6 hours in three year old time.


My garden has produced parsley! And the guinea pigs love it. That's a good thing, because I haven't figured out how to use it for humans yet. But it looks amazing and I basically have a bush of parsley that is growing bigger every day.

So Glad it Was Just a Rodent Problem

AJ and I are both home sick today. He is hanging out in the game room, and I am in the family room doing homework. Suddenly he starts calling for me in a slightly panicky voice. Because he is sick, I am assuming that upon entering the room, I will be met with some type of mess involving a bodily fluid.

This is what I found instead:

Germs: 1 Heather: 0

After surviving my first month of school, the germs have finally gotten to me, and I am down with strep. Honestly, I am surprised it took this long. I have been trying to fight off a cold for a week and the sore throat would just not go away. So I have taken a much needed break to let the antibiotics work and get back on my feet. As Shawn pointed out, (not in so many words) I will never get to use my Master's degree if I am dead.

AJ is also sick with a bad cough. I am thinking of stealing his medicine. I am sure the pink stuff tastes better than the horse pills I have to take. Being an adult stinks sometimes.

I have started my second rotation this week. I am working in a 3rd grade. The class is fun and I really like my mentor teacher. However, with all the sniffling, coughing and sneezing going on with 35 students in an enclosed space, I am thinking about wearing a hazmat suit. Do you think that will prevent me from building a connection with the students?

Charlie's Note Of The Day

Charlie did circle time for our friends while Ms. Stephanie was changing another friend's diaper.


This post will be even funnier in 20 years if Charlie ends up a teacher.

Charlie's Party

Despite what it looks like, we are not in Vegas. We had a bunch of Charlie's friends meet us at Peter Piper for his party. Everyone seemed to have fun and Charlie was surrounded by his favorite things: pizza, cupcakes and his buddies from school. Here are some pictures of the fun.

Grad School is Hard

That's why I am glad I have such a competent support staff.




In other grad school news, I started some new classes this week. I am now taking phonics, English as a second language, and an elementary math course. No worries, AJ promised to help me.

Happy Birthday Charlie!

I can't believe Charlie is 3! And he is playing the part well. Tantrums, epic fits- the whole nine yards. It is a good thing he is cute.

We are getting ready for his party tomorrow. He actually had an opinion on where he wanted to go. So, we are going to one of those pizza places with the party packages. Yippee.



His entire daycare class turns 3 around this time. I think we have been invited to 4 other parties this month. I am thinking of suggesting we get all the kids together for one big party and then each family just draws the name of one other kid. It would be sooo much easier. I don't think the birthday boys and girls would go for it though.