I love this picture of Carlos amongst the pile of stuffed animals.  We were purging (not all of these actually left the house but a lot did) and cleaning out what I lovingly call our “Hoaders” room and Carlos made himself comfy.  We made great progress and you can actually walk in and see the floor now!

My Teacher's Name is Ursula

Levi has been in school for over 6 weeks now.  For some reason, even though he’s known his teacher for the past 3 years (she’s been at the school all that time AND she’s the mom of one of the kids in his class) he still didn’t know her name.  We would ask him over and over and he would scratch his head and say “Really?  Again?  I don’t know!  I told you that.”  We would then say, “Your teacher’s name is Ursula” and go on from there.  We brought this up to the assistant teacher in the class and she thought he must be joking with us, but he wasn’t.  We let the teacher know that he was struggling and we were working on it.  Well, this weekend I finally had enough of the shoulder shrug and “I don’t know” attitude and told him he was going to sit down and write her name 50 times.  He, being the sometimes all-knowing and often times back-chatting 8 year old he can be said “How about 100 times?”  I agreed.  I got the paper ready, wrote her name at the top and numbered to 100.  He got to work, writing and saying her name 100 times.  Now, you may think this is harsh but Levi is a very visual learner and it only took him about 15 minutes to finish.  He came in and said “My teacher’s name is Ursula!”  By the end of the weekend, he had it down and he was proud to be able to greet his teacher on Monday morning by saying “Good morning, Ursula: 

Free Candy!

OFFER: Gallon bag of trick or treat candy PLUS an almost full Tootsie Roll mix bag that was confiscated by the Great Pumpkin. PLEASE get this out of my house before Dee and I eat any more. Must be able to pick up during school hours as not to blow the whole “Great Pumpkin” deal for my kids and ASAP because, well, I’m home alone with it.