Saturday, February 10, 2018
Heartaches
(2016) Poor Dyl .. he was so excited that his basketball team was in the playoffs for the championship game, and when they lost tonight, he was SO crushed. Fortunately, being an eleven year old boy, he was feeling better after a warm bath, an episode of Spongebob, and a surprise run to McDonalds before bedtime by good old Mom for chicken nuggets and a root beer. Wish I could keep him this age forever and all his heartaches would be that easy to mend. Sure love that kid.
Friday, February 9, 2018
Goodest Dream
(2014) This morning Lily woke up and told me she had the "goodest" dream EVER! She dreamed that she and a bunny and a kitten were sliding down a rainbow into a pot of gold! Such are the happy dreams of little girls!
Surutha Ghandi
(2016) Conversation at our house this evening ...
Lily: Guess what? We are learning about Jackie Robinson in Social Studies. He's a famous baseball player!
Dylan: We are learning about a guy named Surutha Ghandi.
Me: Surutha? I thought his name was Mahatma Ghandi ..
Dylan (dead serious): Well, that's probably his twin brother.
Lily: Guess what? We are learning about Jackie Robinson in Social Studies. He's a famous baseball player!
Dylan: We are learning about a guy named Surutha Ghandi.
Me: Surutha? I thought his name was Mahatma Ghandi ..
Dylan (dead serious): Well, that's probably his twin brother.
Wednesday, February 7, 2018
Priceless
(2016) Today at school, I brought in a few colorful beanbag chairs for the kids' book corner. They were SUPER excited!! One of my third graders ran over and hugged me and said, "Mrs. Taylor, you may have the mind of someone 46, but you have the heart of an eight year old." Priceless. ❤❤
Tuesday, February 6, 2018
No Students
My sweet school story from this week ...
A retired teacher brought in a bunch of old workbooks for me to give away to students who like to play school at home. As I handed them out to a bunch of eager little girls in my class on Friday, they were buzzing about how they'd go home and play school with their dolls and stuffed animals as their "students." (Exactly what I did as a child!) On the way to the buses in the hall, I was surprised that one of my little girls looked really sad. When I asked her what was the matter she gripped the old workbooks in her hands and said, "Mrs. Taylor, I don't got no students." At first I didn't understand what she was talking about, so I asked her to say it again. "Mrs. Taylor, I don't go no students to play school because I don't got no stuffed animals." How heartbreaking. I knew this little one came from very little, but it never dawned on me that she had no dolls or stuffed animals at home. My mind immediately went to the millions that my own daughter has and loves. So this weekend, we remedied this problem by making a quick stop at the Dollar Store. My sweet little one now has two new "students" to play school with, and I've never seen a more beaming face than when her "students" went home with her today. This is why I love my job.
A retired teacher brought in a bunch of old workbooks for me to give away to students who like to play school at home. As I handed them out to a bunch of eager little girls in my class on Friday, they were buzzing about how they'd go home and play school with their dolls and stuffed animals as their "students." (Exactly what I did as a child!) On the way to the buses in the hall, I was surprised that one of my little girls looked really sad. When I asked her what was the matter she gripped the old workbooks in her hands and said, "Mrs. Taylor, I don't got no students." At first I didn't understand what she was talking about, so I asked her to say it again. "Mrs. Taylor, I don't go no students to play school because I don't got no stuffed animals." How heartbreaking. I knew this little one came from very little, but it never dawned on me that she had no dolls or stuffed animals at home. My mind immediately went to the millions that my own daughter has and loves. So this weekend, we remedied this problem by making a quick stop at the Dollar Store. My sweet little one now has two new "students" to play school with, and I've never seen a more beaming face than when her "students" went home with her today. This is why I love my job.
Bedtime
(2016) It's about two minutes before bedtime and Lily asks me if she could tell me just one more quick thing before bed.
"Sure," I said sleepily. "What is it?"
"Will you listen to my top 100 laughs and tell me which is the best one?"
Ummm ... no, Lil. Let's save that for your next spend the night with Grammie!! :). Hahaaaaa!!
"Sure," I said sleepily. "What is it?"
"Will you listen to my top 100 laughs and tell me which is the best one?"
Ummm ... no, Lil. Let's save that for your next spend the night with Grammie!! :). Hahaaaaa!!
Monday, February 5, 2018
Gone With the Wind
(2016) I have TOTALLY failed as a good Southern mother.
I was helping Bran study last night for an American Lit test about "Realism" and "Naturalism" (one of my least favorite periods of literature). At any rate, part of the study guide was about "regionalism" and "regional dialect" and "local color." I was explaining these concepts to Bran and said, "For example, Margaret Mitchell put Rhett Butler and Scarlett O'Hara on a plantation in the Civil War south and had the characters act and speak based on where they lived and the time period."
Bran replied, "Who are Rhett Butler and Scarlett O'Hara?"
After a gasp of horror, I replied in utter shock and dismay, "You don't know who Rhett Butler and Scarlett O'Hara are?"
"Oh wait ... wait, " Bran said, "Oh yeah ... they are making a movie about them, right? It's called Fifty Shades of Gray, or something? Right?"
Oh. my. lord.
"Um, no Brandon. They already MADE a move about Rhett and Scarlett called Gone With the Wind."
Bran, "Never heard of it."
WHERE did I go wrong?! I actually needed smelling salts for the vapours at this point in the conversation ... As God as my witness, I will be forcing my son to watch Gone With the WInd with his grandmother and me in the very near future, even if I must hog tie him to the couch to do it. All.four.hours.
Brandon Taylor
I was helping Bran study last night for an American Lit test about "Realism" and "Naturalism" (one of my least favorite periods of literature). At any rate, part of the study guide was about "regionalism" and "regional dialect" and "local color." I was explaining these concepts to Bran and said, "For example, Margaret Mitchell put Rhett Butler and Scarlett O'Hara on a plantation in the Civil War south and had the characters act and speak based on where they lived and the time period."
Bran replied, "Who are Rhett Butler and Scarlett O'Hara?"
After a gasp of horror, I replied in utter shock and dismay, "You don't know who Rhett Butler and Scarlett O'Hara are?"
"Oh wait ... wait, " Bran said, "Oh yeah ... they are making a movie about them, right? It's called Fifty Shades of Gray, or something? Right?"
Oh. my. lord.
"Um, no Brandon. They already MADE a move about Rhett and Scarlett called Gone With the Wind."
Bran, "Never heard of it."
WHERE did I go wrong?! I actually needed smelling salts for the vapours at this point in the conversation ... As God as my witness, I will be forcing my son to watch Gone With the WInd with his grandmother and me in the very near future, even if I must hog tie him to the couch to do it. All.four.hours.
Brandon Taylor
Autocorrect
(2014) Bran begged me to let him run in Kroger on the way home one night for Krispy Kremes. He couldn’t find them in the store so he texted me in the car. The autocorrect made for a hilarious conversation!
Fatal Mistake
(2017) Dyl's sweet little girlfriend is coming with us to our family Super Bowl party, and Dyl just got his first dose of Southern Mama crazy! We pulled in to her driveway, and Dyl made the fatal mistake of saying, "Mom, can I have your phone to text her that I'm here?" Long, looooong pause of sheer disbelief.... WHAT?????!!!!!!! I needed my smelling salts as I was completely overcome by the vapors at this point. I was able to wheeze out, "YOU. NEVER. EVER. EVER. TEXT. OR. HONK. TO. PICK. UP. A. GIRL!! YOU GO TO THE DOOR!!"
Dylan looked completely baffled and said "Mom, why?"
"Because you are a GENTLEMAN and, more importantly, BECAUSE I SAID SO!" Needless to say, Dylan went to the door ... bless his heart. 😂😂😂 Score one for Southern mothers everywhere.
Dylan looked completely baffled and said "Mom, why?"
"Because you are a GENTLEMAN and, more importantly, BECAUSE I SAID SO!" Needless to say, Dylan went to the door ... bless his heart. 😂😂😂 Score one for Southern mothers everywhere.
Sunday, February 4, 2018
Quiet Time
(2013) This evening I kept nicely telling Lily that I needed some "quiet time" (since she talks to me nonstop 24 hours a day)! After about five minutes of quiet, she informed me that now SHE needed some "loud time." Sigh.
Thursday, February 1, 2018
Santa
(2014) Ummm ... apparently "someone" who is not me (who is also six years old and lives in this house) has been texting from my phone. It was a stretch, but the text to Santa was my first clue.
Birthday Party
(2011) Well, Lily is indeed her mother's daughter: she knows what she wants ... but then changes her mind! She now does NOT want a Belle birthday party beause she doesn't want Beast to have any part of the party, and he's on all the party goods, etc! Sooooo... we have now moved on to a My Little Pony birthday theme to be sure that Beast will not attend. Sorry, Beast, I tried!!
Breakfast in Bed
(2013) When I woke up this morning, I saw on my nighstand that Dylan and Lily Claire had served me a fantastic breakfast in bed! Just because all the food was either wood or plastic from Lily's pink kitchen in her room was quite alright!
Text
(2014)
I can't stop laughing at this autocorrect snafu in this text conversation between Bran and me when he ran in Kroger a minute tonight!!!!
Super Bowl
(205) Yes, Lily Claire is my daughter! This afternoon she said, "I feel sorry for Papaw because it's raining on his birthday." I answered, "Well at least it's the Super Bowl so he'll like that!" To which Lily responded, "What is the Super Bowl?" Oops. Hahaaaaa!!
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