Sometimes talking to people feels like a joke, a bad one. One that goes something like this: Pete and Repeat were sitting in a boat, Pete falls out and who's left? Repeat. Pete and Repeat were sitting in a boat, Pete falls out and who's left? Repeat. Pete and Repeat were sitting in a boat, Pete falls out and who's left? Repeat. Pete and Repeat were sitting in a boat, Pete falls out and who's left? Repeat. Pete and Repeat were sitting in a boat, Pete falls out and who's left? Repeat. Pete and Repeat were sitting in a boat, Pete falls out and who's left? Repeat. Pete and Repeat were sitting in a boat, Pete falls out and who's left? Repeat.
Get the picture?
Really? You're asking me that AGAIN? And I'm telling you the same answer AGAIN? Did I mention you've been here longer than me, yet I feel like this is your first day and somehow it became my responsibility to train you? Did you forget what it was like to think a problem through on your own rather than relying solely on someone else to think it out for you? Did you not remember the 50 other times I held your hand and walked you through each step so you would be able to do it on your own? But here we are again, holding hands. Is logic not something you are familiar with? Is there a reason you are making this as complicated as possible? I'm sorry, did your elementary school teachers not to teach you how to follow intructions? I've literally spelled this out for you in person, in writing, over the phone... the only other thing left is for me to do it for you, but I can't. Would you please not answer your own question on my voicemail? -Just shut your door and talk it over with yourself for a minute, I'm sure you'll come up with the right answer. Why do you ask me if I'm tired of hearing from you? -What do you want me to say to that? Did the word patience get deleted from your dictionary? If you don't leave me a message how do I know you are trying to get a hold of me? Why do you refuse to go with the flow? Why do you not listen to my question and then try to answer me with something that is off topic? Why do you even think that makes sense? Do you still believe in the tooth fairy? Cuz you've got me wondering. You do realize that I know you're full of it when you claim to be in the right place and tell me it's not working, but then you actually GO to where I'm telling you and you act like it suddenly began working? Why do you understand something one day and then the next you act like this is a brand new concept? Um, did you not ever learn how to read? No, YOU are the one who called this meeting...why would we have anything we would like to say? Isn't that your job? You do realize that I'm going to hear this again when you call me, so a 10 minute voicemail is not necessary? Why are there 5 different people calling me regarding the same situation? Do you people not talk to each other? Why, after I told you I don't know the answer do you insist on asking me anyway? Is there a reason your check is twice as much as mine? Remember the hand holding? -Yeah. Why? WHY? WHY?
Phew! Glad to get that off my chest. ;)
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Scared of a Ghost
So this is another story about my Sunbeams. It's pretty short and sweet and writing it probably won't do it justice because you have to hear their little voices to appreciate just how cute this was. But I'll do my best.
I sadly do not remember many of the details surrounding this story. I want to say this happened on the day of our Easter lesson, but at the same time it doesn't seem to necessarily fit there. I would like to throw in a blurb about the Easter lesson so I never forget....as I talked about Jesus' death and how he was resurrected, those kids sat so quietly and intently and they had these wide eyes and they took in every word I said. I have never, ever seen them listen like they did that day. I can still picture their little faces and they asked so many questions...I don't want to forget that day.
So back to the Ghost story. It was a dark and stormy night. The wind was howling through the trees and thunder rumbled in the distance...okay not really. It was probably before noon on a cheeful spring day at church which doesn't seem like the proper set up for a ghost story, but that's all I got. For one reason or another we were talking about the Holy Ghost; who he is and what he does for us. We use the term "Holy Ghost" all the time in church, but as with lots of other terms in life we don't always think about the literal meaning of what we're saying and how people who are not familiar with the word may misinterpret it.
We were going through the lesson and little Evan looks at me and says, in a spooky voice (PLEASE try to imagine a little 3 year old say this in a little shaky, scary voice) "The Holy Ghost is scaryyyy!"
It was so cute I about lost it! Then try to tell a 3 year old a ghost isn't scary...told you it was short, but it always makes me smile when I think about it. In fact I even quote him all the time! :)
I sadly do not remember many of the details surrounding this story. I want to say this happened on the day of our Easter lesson, but at the same time it doesn't seem to necessarily fit there. I would like to throw in a blurb about the Easter lesson so I never forget....as I talked about Jesus' death and how he was resurrected, those kids sat so quietly and intently and they had these wide eyes and they took in every word I said. I have never, ever seen them listen like they did that day. I can still picture their little faces and they asked so many questions...I don't want to forget that day.
So back to the Ghost story. It was a dark and stormy night. The wind was howling through the trees and thunder rumbled in the distance...okay not really. It was probably before noon on a cheeful spring day at church which doesn't seem like the proper set up for a ghost story, but that's all I got. For one reason or another we were talking about the Holy Ghost; who he is and what he does for us. We use the term "Holy Ghost" all the time in church, but as with lots of other terms in life we don't always think about the literal meaning of what we're saying and how people who are not familiar with the word may misinterpret it.
We were going through the lesson and little Evan looks at me and says, in a spooky voice (PLEASE try to imagine a little 3 year old say this in a little shaky, scary voice) "The Holy Ghost is scaryyyy!"
It was so cute I about lost it! Then try to tell a 3 year old a ghost isn't scary...told you it was short, but it always makes me smile when I think about it. In fact I even quote him all the time! :)
Monday, June 22, 2009
Story Time
So I always wonder what to post about. I seriously think about it all the time, but I can never seem to come up with anything that great. I'm also always thinking about how I should write down some of my funny stories, but never seem to get around to doing it. Well, over the weekend I had those two thoughts at the same time and bam! A great idea was born. So lucky you, it's story time.
I'm going to start with my Sunbeam stories, they are really the best!
Today's story will be titled, Find Faith...in Candy
Note: this is probably one of my favorite sunbeam stories.
For about 2 years I taught the Sunbeams at my parent's ward -maybe it was 3, now I can't remember! For those of you who may not know, Sunbeams are ages 3-4 and they are the funniest kids ever! They are also like little sponges and they learn so much you don't even realize. It's important to remember that starting at 18 months I think, prior to being a Sunbeam the kids spend 2 hours at church in Nursery where they get to play with toys, have snacks, and a very short lesson. On January 1st if you are 3 years old, you get to move into Sunbeams where you now get to sit quietly in a chair for 2 hours. --Yeah right. It's a pretty hard switch for kids because most of them have never been in a structured class before so they've never been taught the rules of classroom life. Not to mention they are 3 years old! I don't expect them to be perfect, and they really do try.
I usually tried to have a treat for them during class, for one because they are so cute I just can't help myself. And two, it keeps them quiet and occupied for at least a few minutes. :)
One week around Christmas time back in 2007 I think, we had a lesson in Sharing Time about faith. We learned what faith was and how we use it in our lives. We got back to our own class and I started the lesson, which probably continued the theme, but I can't remember.
On this particular week I had forgotten to go to the store and get something I knew they would like. Luckily my roommate liked those mint M&M's so I took some of those not knowing the response I would get from my little rays of sunshine.
This week I was lucky and only had 3 little boys in my class (man I can't believe how different boys really are from girls!) Evan, Matthew, and Luke.
Once class got going I gave each boy a few pieces and told them that they were mint M&M's.
Evan was first. He put a few pieces in his mouth, chewed, and said "I don't like this!" But he finished what was in his mouth.
Next was Matthew. Put candy in mouth. Chew. Swallow. "I like these! I like mint M&M's!"
Finally Luke. He put them in his mouth, chewed for a second and immediately wanted to spit them out. So I got him the garbage can and that's what he did.
I apologized to them and let them know I'd get them something better next week. As class went on they each answered some questions and I wanted to reward them with their treats, but felt bad that only one kid liked them and could very well give candy to just one child. When they each answered a question I asked them if they wanted some candy anyway. Of course they all did. So I went through the same routine.
Evan: "I don't like these!"
Matthew: "These are good!"
Luke: Spit immediately into garbage can.
Matthew continued to express his like for mint M&M's, and I think Evan picked up on my pleased response, because he put the rest of his candy in his mouth, looked at me and said,
"I have faith to like mint M&M's!" Imagine this is a cute little 3 year old voice, it makes the story so much better. :)
What did I tell you about them being sponges?
Little Evan continued to munch on M&M's for the rest of the class.
Luke Finally learned his lesson and declined any more offers of candy.
Tune in tomorrow for an exciting "Ghost" story featuring my favorite cast!
I'm going to start with my Sunbeam stories, they are really the best!
Today's story will be titled, Find Faith...in Candy
Note: this is probably one of my favorite sunbeam stories.
For about 2 years I taught the Sunbeams at my parent's ward -maybe it was 3, now I can't remember! For those of you who may not know, Sunbeams are ages 3-4 and they are the funniest kids ever! They are also like little sponges and they learn so much you don't even realize. It's important to remember that starting at 18 months I think, prior to being a Sunbeam the kids spend 2 hours at church in Nursery where they get to play with toys, have snacks, and a very short lesson. On January 1st if you are 3 years old, you get to move into Sunbeams where you now get to sit quietly in a chair for 2 hours. --Yeah right. It's a pretty hard switch for kids because most of them have never been in a structured class before so they've never been taught the rules of classroom life. Not to mention they are 3 years old! I don't expect them to be perfect, and they really do try.
I usually tried to have a treat for them during class, for one because they are so cute I just can't help myself. And two, it keeps them quiet and occupied for at least a few minutes. :)
One week around Christmas time back in 2007 I think, we had a lesson in Sharing Time about faith. We learned what faith was and how we use it in our lives. We got back to our own class and I started the lesson, which probably continued the theme, but I can't remember.
On this particular week I had forgotten to go to the store and get something I knew they would like. Luckily my roommate liked those mint M&M's so I took some of those not knowing the response I would get from my little rays of sunshine.
This week I was lucky and only had 3 little boys in my class (man I can't believe how different boys really are from girls!) Evan, Matthew, and Luke.
Once class got going I gave each boy a few pieces and told them that they were mint M&M's.
Evan was first. He put a few pieces in his mouth, chewed, and said "I don't like this!" But he finished what was in his mouth.
Next was Matthew. Put candy in mouth. Chew. Swallow. "I like these! I like mint M&M's!"
Finally Luke. He put them in his mouth, chewed for a second and immediately wanted to spit them out. So I got him the garbage can and that's what he did.
I apologized to them and let them know I'd get them something better next week. As class went on they each answered some questions and I wanted to reward them with their treats, but felt bad that only one kid liked them and could very well give candy to just one child. When they each answered a question I asked them if they wanted some candy anyway. Of course they all did. So I went through the same routine.
Evan: "I don't like these!"
Matthew: "These are good!"
Luke: Spit immediately into garbage can.
Matthew continued to express his like for mint M&M's, and I think Evan picked up on my pleased response, because he put the rest of his candy in his mouth, looked at me and said,
"I have faith to like mint M&M's!" Imagine this is a cute little 3 year old voice, it makes the story so much better. :)
What did I tell you about them being sponges?
Little Evan continued to munch on M&M's for the rest of the class.
Luke Finally learned his lesson and declined any more offers of candy.
Tune in tomorrow for an exciting "Ghost" story featuring my favorite cast!
Friday, June 12, 2009
Recent Happenings
I'm going to do my best to update you all on my recent events and add pictures too. Me and blog pictures do not get along.
Where to begin? Well, Cherie came up from Vegas over memorial day weekend for a baby shower. And she was nice enough to cut my hair as well as Jan's. It turned out so cute! I need to take a good picture to post, but the important thing to know is that I chopped it off! And I love it!
Heather and Jared got married on June 4th. It was pretty fun. They had a photo booth, cotton candy, churros....and no, it was not a carnival and yes it was done tastefully. I hadn't even realized how much stress I was under until it was over. And I seriously didn't have that much to do I thought! Erik and Amy spent the night at my house the night before, which doesn't make sense to some people because I live in Salt Lake, they live in Layton, and the wedding was in Logan. But I promise you it was better this way. They were really good the whole time and slept in the car the whole way there.
You can't really tell, but Erik wore his tie made out of duct tape. Hey, I was okay with it because at least it was solid. He originally picked a Dilbert tie. So I see this as an up
Heather had clear converse as her wedding shoes. They are totally her perfect version of Cinderella's glass slippers. Although she got pretty sick of showing people, but what do you expect?
I told you it was so cute! Her colors were green, blue, orange and yellow. The story on how we ended up with those is a bit long, and people were afraid when I told them what the colors were, but it turned out so cute. It was really windy up until about the last hour of the reception which drove me nuts because the linens wouldn't stay in place.
This is Amy and her posse. Seriously, the funniest thing I've ever seen. Those girls were following her around like stink on a skunk. Seen Mean Girls? Then you get it. My sister was totally Regina George.
We obviously had professional cotton candy people putting these together. :) Regardless of how they looked, that cotton candy was a hit!
Where to begin? Well, Cherie came up from Vegas over memorial day weekend for a baby shower. And she was nice enough to cut my hair as well as Jan's. It turned out so cute! I need to take a good picture to post, but the important thing to know is that I chopped it off! And I love it!
Heather and Jared got married on June 4th. It was pretty fun. They had a photo booth, cotton candy, churros....and no, it was not a carnival and yes it was done tastefully. I hadn't even realized how much stress I was under until it was over. And I seriously didn't have that much to do I thought! Erik and Amy spent the night at my house the night before, which doesn't make sense to some people because I live in Salt Lake, they live in Layton, and the wedding was in Logan. But I promise you it was better this way. They were really good the whole time and slept in the car the whole way there.
You can't really tell, but Erik wore his tie made out of duct tape. Hey, I was okay with it because at least it was solid. He originally picked a Dilbert tie. So I see this as an up
Heather had clear converse as her wedding shoes. They are totally her perfect version of Cinderella's glass slippers. Although she got pretty sick of showing people, but what do you expect?
I told you it was so cute! Her colors were green, blue, orange and yellow. The story on how we ended up with those is a bit long, and people were afraid when I told them what the colors were, but it turned out so cute. It was really windy up until about the last hour of the reception which drove me nuts because the linens wouldn't stay in place.
This is Amy and her posse. Seriously, the funniest thing I've ever seen. Those girls were following her around like stink on a skunk. Seen Mean Girls? Then you get it. My sister was totally Regina George.
We obviously had professional cotton candy people putting these together. :) Regardless of how they looked, that cotton candy was a hit!
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