Kartrina
Wasatch High School was at it again, taking region, and then State in FBLA. Katrina didn't even mention they had won State for quite a while after she got home from the three day conference. When she did mention it casually, Matt and I were like, "You guys took STATE???"
She said, "Yeah, we always do."
Well then.
As a community welcome/congratulations they got to ride on the fire truck down Main Street. Again Matt and I were like, "We would have come and watched you!!!" She was like, "No."
At least I got to see a TINY picture of the event in the wave.
Don't all journalists know that faces should be at least the size of a dime? Geesh.
Mallerie
Mallerie made the Wasatch Wave a couple of times herself. First for her dressing up for Dr. Seuss day, and then again because she ran for 9th Grade Representative.
This was a tough one. Only one of 10 girls could be chosen. The faculty assured them the race was closer than ever, but in the end a girl named Hadley won. I saw Hadley's speech and thought she did great so both me and Mallerie are happy for her. She said this girl is nice to everybody so I was glad the girls who aren't so nice but "popular" didn't win. What am I in 7th grade? Anyway, Mallerie gave a shout out plea to her aunt and uncle who have successfully run campaigns in the past and went with Sadie's idea where her posters all had this:
 |
| "Do it for her Parents!" or "Make my Parents Proud!" or "Don't let my Parents Down! |
The other part of this campaign involved Me. Matt was OUT OF TOWN (still can't believe it) the day we were scheduled to interrupt her speech at the middle school. So it was just me dragging sleeping babies on a BLUSTERY day to the school and going for it. She started her "speech" at the mic and across the gymnasium I ran, "Wait!...I am Mallerie's MOM!" THANKFULLY the kids laughed and seemed to 'get it.' I told a couple stories about her as a wee one and said, "Do it for her parents!" Our neighbor is her science teacher and when he realized Matt wouldn't be able to come he said, "I'll stand in for him." I totally thought he was joking but sure enough he came up to the mic with me.
Mallerie jokes that he cost her the election.
I didn't cry too hard into my pillow for her though because the night before the winner was to be announced she handed me a note that stated if she won we owed SIX HUNDRED DOLLARS for conferences and a jacket. Matt asked, "What is it stitched with, gold thread?"
The morning of the assembly she called home to tell what time to come. I was in the shower and Graham answered the phone. She told him that she would call back and asked him not to answer the phone so she could leave me a message. She called right back, "Hello." It was Graham again, "Mom is in the shower." I looked on the caller ID to see that she had called NINE times with Graham answering every time, "Hello...Mom is in the shower." Mallerie said the secretary in the office was laughing her head off at Mallerie who was flabbergasted, "Graham, don't answer the phone!"
Ava
With the Disney program out of the way and Ava's Utah History Program held inApril, May is going to seem wide open. Th Fourth grade program is one of my favorite JR Smith Elementary puts on. I am always so moved at the Utah! song. It was brand spankin new in 1996 when I taught at Ivy Hall during Utah's Centennial Celebration. Now I enjoy hearing my kids sing it. The program does a good job of leaving you with a great sense of pride to be living in the great state of Utah. This is the Place!!!!
Grayson
(scan of Pathfinder card)
His teacher is gaga for him too. I sighed up as Care Center mom this year. About once every other month I take a group of five kids over to the Rocky Mountain Care Center for an hour where we do crafts anda activities with the elderly. As you can see it is not a big commitment AT all, but still, it seems to come on the most inopportune days. FOR EXAMPLE. In April there was a day where I finally seemed to have pretty clear where I could sew. I have fabric for couch cushions I have been dying to get to and was at my machine when they phone rang. It was Grayson asking if I could come to the care center that day. I said "sure" (not so enthusiastically). I was so glad I went. I love visiting with the elderly and have gotten to know their names. One of the ladies was fretting because she is moving to the other care center across town. I assured her I know one of the night nurses (I visit teach her) and that it is a great place also.
I was once again reminded that there is no "perfect" time for service, rather I need to take advantage of any opportunity that presents itself. Because aside from the dead cat we had to walk past on the way to the Care Center that was smashed as flat as a pancake, it was a very nice outing with Grayson and friends.
Graham
Later that day I stumbled across Kindergarten Registration for Graham. I stay stumbled because I was merely on my way from the Dr's office where I got an updated immunization form and stopped at the health department for a bike helmet on my way to the Elementary school, when I saw the sign that registration was AT the Health Department. I am a bit scatter brained but I manage at the end of the day to cross my t's and dot my i's. Graham was SO excited. They gave him a goodie bag with work books and rulers and pencils that put him over the moon. It was because of that bag that I ened up getting a bike helmet for Callie as well even though she didn't need one. It just didn't seem fair that one kid would leave with a helmet AND a bag and another with nothing.
He lost two teeth in as many days. His smile is different of course but he also talks a bit different. More of a whistle as you can imagine.
He left a note of questions under his pillow for the tooth fairy. Ava helped him write it. Things such as, "I like you even if you are a little bit mean, you are mostly nice." I hope that is true.
Callie
She was cracking me up yesterday. We were playing Memory; she, Graham, and me. I love watching a three-year-old play because they turn the same two cards over every time! They are always the two cards closest to them. She was finally realizing this. With palms up she'd exasperate, "I keep doing dat!" "Why do I keep doing dat?!" "It is making me so... nervous!" Then on her next turn she turned over that darn pizza and banana again, "I keep doing dat!" Cracked. Me. Up.
She also has learned the phrase, "You are cheating," when playing games. She throws this out at any old time but particularly when anyone got a match, "You are cheating Graham." That night I was telling Matt about our funny game playing while Callie lay on the bed between us sucking her thumb and soaking up the conversation. Then she piped up, "Dad's cheating." I looked at him, "Oh really???"
