Drew's been on a bit of a health kick lately. And by health kit I mean that he's making better food choices and not eating as much crap as we usually do. Most of his "diet" is just the common sense, more fruits and veggies, less sugar and carbs. He's doing great with it. In fact he's lost 5 pounds.
I, on the other hand, eat the same usual crap, and luckily haven't gained any weight. Yay for nursing which has allowed me to each way more then I ever should and actually not gain weight.
That said, Drew's diet has me thinking I should probably be making some better choices since, you know, I won't be nursing forever and I feel like as soon as I stop, I'm going to blow up to epic proportions.
I digress. This post wasn't supposed to be about my own food issues. Rather, I was intending to share a little anecdote from this weekend. I bought donuts this weekend. Cause, you know, they're awesome :) After eating one, he looked at me and said "you know, I'd really just rather have some yogurt right now"
my jaw may have hit the floor.
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Why do I do this to myself?
My students and I are going on a field trip tomorrow. A big one. One that involves 4 hours of bus travel and a total of 10 1/2 hours with my kids. I'm actually looking forward to the trip. We've spent the last month studying in depth for this trip. It's the culmination of a LOT of work.
Today we had the "Mommy Mrs. M-" talk. The talk where I tell them that they are my babies, that I love them, and that I want them all to be safe and happy on this trip. I spent an hour going over all the safety precautions we have to take and what I expect of them. They we're great. Respectful, earnest, and full of curiosity.
Friday though, I wanted nothing to do with this trip. It's my own fault really.... You see, about a month ago my kids asked if they could make t-shirts for the trip. They wanted to get neon shirts and paint them. In theory it sounded like a great idea. Neon shirts would make it easy to find my 26 babies and 10 chaperones in the midst of a busy city. Yeah, except I probably should have left it at just getting shirts. Instead, I stupidly agreed to let them paint said shirts.
Thus, my Friday afternoon was spent with fabric paint all over my classroom. Kids with paint all over their hands. Kids fooling around in the bathroom when they went to wash their hands. Then, once the kids left, there was paint, shirts, and other random crap to clean up.
IT. WAS. A. MESS.
Why, oh why, do I do this to myself?
Today we had the "Mommy Mrs. M-" talk. The talk where I tell them that they are my babies, that I love them, and that I want them all to be safe and happy on this trip. I spent an hour going over all the safety precautions we have to take and what I expect of them. They we're great. Respectful, earnest, and full of curiosity.
Friday though, I wanted nothing to do with this trip. It's my own fault really.... You see, about a month ago my kids asked if they could make t-shirts for the trip. They wanted to get neon shirts and paint them. In theory it sounded like a great idea. Neon shirts would make it easy to find my 26 babies and 10 chaperones in the midst of a busy city. Yeah, except I probably should have left it at just getting shirts. Instead, I stupidly agreed to let them paint said shirts.
Thus, my Friday afternoon was spent with fabric paint all over my classroom. Kids with paint all over their hands. Kids fooling around in the bathroom when they went to wash their hands. Then, once the kids left, there was paint, shirts, and other random crap to clean up.
IT. WAS. A. MESS.
Why, oh why, do I do this to myself?
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