Wednesday, May 28, 2008
FE recap!
If you missed these events, you missed out! Russ had his CD release party on Friday and then the Battle of the Bands competition at Busch Stadium tonight. The release party was amazing. The energy was high, the room was packed and the new CD's were flying off the table! It was so fun! The guys did so great! If you didn't get one yet, you can order it off fundamentalelements.net. It won't be on itunes for a couple weeks. Here's a few pics from our two fun nights! Thanks to all who could and did come out and support FE!
The FundeesUndies!!! They're so great!
CJ before his big debut!
The FE family sans FundeesUndies Junior Chapter
The attempt at the self-photo!
Monday, May 26, 2008
When I win the lottery...
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Subbing Story 7
(Yes, we're still in school. Got a couple more weeks left. Blah.)
This was a teaching first for me...still shaking my head about this one.
Boy J brought a Mardi Gras beaded necklace that was broken into the individual beads to school on Thursday. The boys in this second grade room each got to hold a bead for the day. (Not sure why that was the cool thing for the day,but whatever.) Of course the beads became a distraction so I gave the predictable teacher instruction of "...if I see any more beads today, I'll..."
Fast forward to several hours later while the Spanish teacher was giving his lesson, Boy D came up to me playing with his nose. (Feel free to guess what happens next) Here's the conversation:
Boy D: Mrs. Mohr, I think I have something in my nose.
Me: like a booger or some thing?
Not having seen the beads after the teacher threat hours ago, it took me second to put two and two together.
Me: D, where is the bead J gave you this morning?
Boy D: I think it's in my nose.
Me: You think it's in your nose, or it is in your nose?
Boy D: It's in my nose.
Me: Go to the nurse right now and keep your fingers out of your nose.
Five minutes later the phone rings...
Nurse: Mrs. Mohr, D's mom is coming to take him to the doctor, can you send someone with his things? We weren't able to get the bead out of his nose.
I hang up the phone and say: J, collect ALL your beads right now and I'll return them after school.
Boy J: Why?
Boy R: 'cuz D got his stuck up his nose.
Boy J, shaking his head: There's something wrong with that kid.
Boy C: Mrs. Mohr, what are they going to do to D to get it out?
Before I can answer, Boy C answers himself: I'll bet they have to cut his nose off to get to it.
Girl K: I'll bet they just cut his whole head off.
Boy S: Is D going to have surgery?
Boy C: Mrs. Mohr, can I call you "Bubbles?"
Me: What?!
Girl T: If D has surgery, will he miss school for the rest of the year?
Boy M: Mrs. Mohr, I think I'm starting puberty.
And to follow up, on Friday I asked D what happened. Now, I can't say what I would do as the mom here since we've not ventured into this territory yet. So, that being said, here's what they did:
Mom took him home first to see if she could extract the bead herself. She tried the following items: ice pick, corkscrew and stick with tape on the end. Then Dad came home and according to D, "tried to drown him" by using water to remove it. At this point they took him to the Urgent Care.
This was a teaching first for me...still shaking my head about this one.
Boy J brought a Mardi Gras beaded necklace that was broken into the individual beads to school on Thursday. The boys in this second grade room each got to hold a bead for the day. (Not sure why that was the cool thing for the day,but whatever.) Of course the beads became a distraction so I gave the predictable teacher instruction of "...if I see any more beads today, I'll..."
Fast forward to several hours later while the Spanish teacher was giving his lesson, Boy D came up to me playing with his nose. (Feel free to guess what happens next) Here's the conversation:
Boy D: Mrs. Mohr, I think I have something in my nose.
Me: like a booger or some thing?
Not having seen the beads after the teacher threat hours ago, it took me second to put two and two together.
Me: D, where is the bead J gave you this morning?
Boy D: I think it's in my nose.
Me: You think it's in your nose, or it is in your nose?
Boy D: It's in my nose.
Me: Go to the nurse right now and keep your fingers out of your nose.
Five minutes later the phone rings...
Nurse: Mrs. Mohr, D's mom is coming to take him to the doctor, can you send someone with his things? We weren't able to get the bead out of his nose.
I hang up the phone and say: J, collect ALL your beads right now and I'll return them after school.
Boy J: Why?
Boy R: 'cuz D got his stuck up his nose.
Boy J, shaking his head: There's something wrong with that kid.
Boy C: Mrs. Mohr, what are they going to do to D to get it out?
Before I can answer, Boy C answers himself: I'll bet they have to cut his nose off to get to it.
Girl K: I'll bet they just cut his whole head off.
Boy S: Is D going to have surgery?
Boy C: Mrs. Mohr, can I call you "Bubbles?"
Me: What?!
Girl T: If D has surgery, will he miss school for the rest of the year?
Boy M: Mrs. Mohr, I think I'm starting puberty.
And to follow up, on Friday I asked D what happened. Now, I can't say what I would do as the mom here since we've not ventured into this territory yet. So, that being said, here's what they did:
Mom took him home first to see if she could extract the bead herself. She tried the following items: ice pick, corkscrew and stick with tape on the end. Then Dad came home and according to D, "tried to drown him" by using water to remove it. At this point they took him to the Urgent Care.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
A pick-me-up?
Today it's raining. Not only is it raining, but it's a heavy day. From all different circles, today is a hard day for processing life. From the sad goodbye to a great President and the popular Director of Alum at GC, not to mention the news of Hogue Hall coming down, to a birthday that cannot be celebrated, to a tragic death of a 5-year old and a serious car accident, to the uncertainty of Guatemalan adoptions right now not matter your hearts commitment, to an MRI on a college kid, to waiting on more tests results from the doctor on a questionable serious condition. It's everywhere today. Unfortunately, there's not much I can do. So, I'm posting this video in order to make you laugh. If you're one of the people/situations referred to already, this is for you. Watch it as many times as you need to. I hope it makes you laugh like it does me.
A little background on the video: a few weeks ago I was cuddling with Eliot before bed on the couch when "The best of Chris Farley, SNL" came on TV. One of the first skits was when he's on Weekend Update and keeps doing the " motion with his fingers to emphasize his points. Now, before you call social services on our amazing parenting discretion, please know we wouldn't normally sit Eliot in front of any SNL. However, he laughed so hard EVERY TIME Chris Farley made that motion that Russ found it on Youtube and I videoed him watching it. It kills me. Enjoy, and please know that you're on my heart today.
A little background on the video: a few weeks ago I was cuddling with Eliot before bed on the couch when "The best of Chris Farley, SNL" came on TV. One of the first skits was when he's on Weekend Update and keeps doing the " motion with his fingers to emphasize his points. Now, before you call social services on our amazing parenting discretion, please know we wouldn't normally sit Eliot in front of any SNL. However, he laughed so hard EVERY TIME Chris Farley made that motion that Russ found it on Youtube and I videoed him watching it. It kills me. Enjoy, and please know that you're on my heart today.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
The party to end all parties...
The most perfect weather surprised us on Saturday for our backyard Backyardigan's party. From 3-6 we partied hard. We had 14 kids from ages 8mos (or T minus 2 months if you count Heather F's big cute belly) to 5 years old and a bunch of friends over. We spread out all of Eliot's outdoor toys/balls and just let them have at it. Eliot did surprisingly well watching all of these people play with his stuff. Enjoy the pics! (These are compliments of my dad and his new sweet camera) Sorry there's so many, I actually cut down on the ones I wanted to put on here!
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