My daughter is officially a teacher kid now. Today at school, another child knocked into her and she got a “boo boo”. Of course, the teacher can’t say who actually did it, so the teacher started out with “A child in the class,” blah blah blah. I couldn’t even really hear her because my LO starts jumping up and down, pointing at the other child and saying his name.
But that’s not even the best part…
Two minutes later, after we had picked up all of her stuff to take home, the other kid’s parent walks in. LO walks right up to the dad and says “So and so gave me a booboo!” Oops!
And with that, we left.
Today was team spirit day at my school. Of course, I had to wear an awesome shirt, so I asked DH if I could borrow one of his hockey jerseys. I didn’t think anything of it, but apparently, LO thought I was stealing. After getting myself dressed, I went to wake LO. She sat up in bed and looked at me quizzically. Then came the interrogation…
“Mommy, that not your shirt!”
“That Daddy shirt.”
“Daddy be mad.”
“You wear your shirt.”
She kept repeating over and over “That NOT your shirt!” I had to bring her to DH so he could tell her it was okay for me to wear the jersey. She kept pointing at me the whole morning. I think she still thinks I stole it.
I label LO’s stuff for daycare everyday. Tuesday morning, I did my usual labeling and since LO was half asleep, got her ready quickly and ran out the door…. leaving the dark blue permanent marker on my coffee table.
Fast forward to after school. LO and I walk in the door with groceries and mail in hand. I start putting away the groceries and get the bills done and suddenly realize that it’s quiet. TOO quiet. I turn around and LO has the permanent marker open and is furiously scribbling… on. our. coffee table. AHHHHH! Oh, and to top it off, it was also DH’s birthday.
Think, think, think. When a substitute teacher accidentally writes on a whiteboard in permanent marker, there’s only one way to get it off. Little known teacher fact – If you have to get permanent marker off of a slick, shiny surface like a whiteboard or coffee table, you can use a whiteboard marker over it and wipe off with a paper towel.
It took a while (and a lot of whiteboard marker) and I probably looked completely ridiculous coloring on my coffee table with whiteboard marker, but it ALL came off. Thank goodness! No more Sharpies for LO!
Oh yeah, and she also looks like a blue tiger with stripes all over her legs. Maybe after tonight’s bath, that will be gone too.
Show and Tell is one of the things that teachers love and parents usually dread. The kids bring in something from home and parents agonize over whether it will come back home from there. Will someone else have the same thing? Is this what the teacher meant when they said “something to go with this week’s theme”?
Let me put your mind at ease: Show and Tell is not that complicated. It is usually just assigned to get the children to talk about something they are comfortable with/feel passionate about/like. That being said, I have found since becoming a parent that I take Show and Tell crazy to a whole new level.
This week was the letter H at LO’s school. I packed her bag the night before to make sure we had the perfect “H” items. She brought a toy house, a book called “Happy Hippo, Angry Duck” (best book ever, by the way), and was dressed in Hello Kitty from head to toe. I would have also given her a headband but she didn’t want to wear it. I tried.
Yes, this is the crazy teacher mommy in me. But trust me, Show and Tell doesn’t have to be like that. EVER. Even for me.
Oops… Sorry for the nine month hiatus! Let’s see. Lots has happened since November. One major thing, LO turned two! And she’s talking like crazy now. 5 – 6 word sentences. Her new thing is “Excuse me.” When she asks for something, she always says “Thank you for giving me” whatever it is. It’s pretty hilarious.
On another note, the girlie girl thing has gotten so very, very out of hand. We are officially knee-deep in the princess phase. She wants to wear dresses out of the house, dresses to bed, crowns, tiaras, necklaces, bracelets, you name it. I gave in and bought a few really cute nightgowns for her. (What can I say? I do love those Disney princesses.)
I’m back on summer vacation, but it’s almost over at this point.
That’s about it for now. I should be able to write more often from now on.
Last Halloween LO was too young to go trick or treating so we stayed in the house and gave candy out to everyone. Don’t get me wrong – I love trick or treating; I just didn’t think it was nice to take our 6 month old around and trick or treat just for DH and me.
LO was dressed as her favorite character, Minnie Mouse. She had the pink and white Minnie dress and white tights. She wore her pink and black sneakers because I’d rather her be comfortable walking around than fashionable. Unfortunately, she didn’t get to wear her ears because someone took them out of our stroller at a Halloween event last weekend. So I did her hair in little tufts at the top of her head and it still looked adorable.
We took her to my in-law’s house first. We had to show her how to put out the basket and say please and then they would put candy in the basket. Wow did she love that?
Then we took her to the neighbors. When they have her candy, I said “say thank you” and she said “more?” Not quite what I had in mind. And of course people were so happy to oblige; they thought it was hysterical. I was mortified. Lol and then after they have her a little more, she said thank you. At the end of the night she didn’t get any candy she could actually eat, but she didn’t care. She played candy basket fill and spill to her heart’s content when we got home.
Can’t wait for next year. Though we definitely need to work on saying please and thank you a little more consistently.