As you come to him, the living Stone--rejected by men but chosen by God and precious to him--you also, like living stones, are being built into a spiritual house to be a holy priesthood, offering spiritual sacrifices acceptable to God through Jesus Christ. 1 Peter 2: 4-5

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Spring is....

*yellow air, yellow car, yellow driveway, yellow house, yellow "rain" outside my window

*sneezes, sniffles, headaches, coughing, sore throats, itchy eyes (see above)

*starting new allergy medicine that makes you just about comatose after 8:30pm (see above again)

* sweet dimpled knees - isn't it funny how dimpled knees are only cute on a toddler?

*lots of flowers from my babies

*screaming 4 year olds and the occasional screaming 16 year old running into the house after school because a wasp/bee/hornet/yellow jacket is within 10 feet

*standardized testing - yuck

*six year olds who forget everything they ever learned while completing said standardized testing

*grouchy teacher who notices that said six year olds seemingly forget everything they ever learn on standardized test and envision being canned when results return in May

*six year olds who do such things as these (therefore annoying grouchy teacher even more, often to a level she thought not possible):
~spit showers-yeah. It is as gross as it sounds.
~pick their noses (while their hand is oh so inconspicuously over their nose) and then
nonchalantly rub it on the carpet
~follow you into the bathroom, stick their head under the stall and say, "Is that you Mrs.
Stone?" "Hey Natalie, come's Mrs. Stone!"
~fight with their best friend/reading partner/ table mate 354 times about such things as who
should pick up the green scrap of paper, who the double sharpened pencil really belongs to,
looking at/touching/breathing on each other
~tattle about best friend/reading partner/table mate 354 times even though the rule is no
tattling unless someone is hurt, bleeding, on fire, or breaking one of God's rules

*The light at the end of the tunnel

And best of all.....


Only 8 more days!!

Not that I'm counting or anything....

1 comment:

  1. God bless you for being a teacher! I went to our regional tech fair Friday to watch Lucas, and realized while standing in line with students for pizza that I could never be a teacher - I'd snatch their heads off and be angry all the time.