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Charlotte is 5 months old now--actually 5 1/2 months. It seems as if she is growing by leaps and bounds every day. For the first time ever, I actually miss her being a little baby. She's a busy little thing, interested in everything, but not everyone. (She much prefers her momma, ahem). She's eating cereal and baby food--bananas and green beans being her favorites. She's reaching for toys and putting everything that makes it into her hands into her mouth. She's thisclose to sitting by herself.
She's also doing this--doesn't she look like a cuter (much much cuter)version of Dobby, the elf, from Harry Potter? Think it must be the ears!
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More happiness.
It is Teacher Appreciation Week at school, and my sweet room mom gave me this nifty little bag to carry my teacher stuff in. It is no secret to anyone that I am organizationally challenged. In fact, and I can not believe I am admitting this, one of my parents suggested that I have a clean up day once a month in my classroom. It was on an anonymous end of the year evaluation form that our principal has our parents fill out, and it just crushed me at the time, but I have since found the humor and the rather large kernel of truth in her statements. But I digress...I LOVE THIS BAG! It has so many little pockets and cute little places to put things that I can't help but be organized, at least for the short drive home each afternoon!
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I'll leave you with a Hannah story--that some found funny--and that I found completely embarrassing...
Scene: In Hannah's room, during the Super Bowl Party, with the pastor's wife (who has all boys, so playing with Hannah is a treat for her...or so she thinks)
Hannah, passing quite a bit of noxious gas: "Excuse me! Excuse me!"
Louise, the pastor's wife: Oh! Do you need to go potty?
Hannah: Oh, no. I just tooted. You know, sometimes I just like to do that!
Sigh.
More happiness.
It is Teacher Appreciation Week at school, and my sweet room mom gave me this nifty little bag to carry my teacher stuff in. It is no secret to anyone that I am organizationally challenged. In fact, and I can not believe I am admitting this, one of my parents suggested that I have a clean up day once a month in my classroom. It was on an anonymous end of the year evaluation form that our principal has our parents fill out, and it just crushed me at the time, but I have since found the humor and the rather large kernel of truth in her statements. But I digress...I LOVE THIS BAG! It has so many little pockets and cute little places to put things that I can't help but be organized, at least for the short drive home each afternoon!
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I'll leave you with a Hannah story--that some found funny--and that I found completely embarrassing...
Scene: In Hannah's room, during the Super Bowl Party, with the pastor's wife (who has all boys, so playing with Hannah is a treat for her...or so she thinks)
Hannah, passing quite a bit of noxious gas: "Excuse me! Excuse me!"
Louise, the pastor's wife: Oh! Do you need to go potty?
Hannah: Oh, no. I just tooted. You know, sometimes I just like to do that!
Sigh.
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