I Am My Own Easter Bunny

My granddaughter and I colored Easter eggs on Friday. She has become quite the pro, even making fancy designs with stickers. Then I let her fill the plastic eggs with candy and money. (This is working out well for us!) When we were getting ready for our Easter get together on Saturday, Toots asked if she could hide her own eggs. So, we let her. I reminded her to hide them well, but not so hard that she wouldn't be able to find them. When I checked up on her, she had many in clear view from 50 feet away, but that didn't bother her when she it was time to hunt. I'll have to remember this strategy next year.

Don't Stop Reading!

My fourth graders urge me to read to them every day. So I oblige. But the 15 minutes can be extended when the action of the book whips the students into a frenzy, causing them to beg for more from the book. I love it when the students are so into a book, so desperate to know more that they beg for more. As I finished the book Dear Mr. Henshaw the class wanted more and couldn't believe that the book was completed. They wanted Leigh's parents to remarry and "live happily ever after." Students began relating their stories about how they had not seen their dad for two weeks, two months, or since age 2. The mood in the room became very somber, and one young man burst into tears. He was missing his dad. How powerful words can be. How important books are in the lives of all of us. However, I think I will choose a more light-hearted book for the next reading.

Toots and the Mission Trip

Our granddaughter, Toots, spent the night with us last night to enjoy our company and go to church this morning. She is rather excited about church today because the children's worship program is going on a mission trip in our city. They are going to one of the nursing homes to sing, present cards, and talk with the people. As she was talking about how fun the trip would be, she confused the name and referred to going to the "funeral" home. I guess that would qualify as a mission field, but a little late for the dearly departed.

Blame It on My Iphone

So I guess it has been a while since I have posted. Blame it on my new Iphone. I love it!! I can check facebook in the comfort of my loveseat. I can search the web for anything without sitting at the BIG computer. I just haven't ventured into my blog from my Iphone. I know it can be done, but you know me and technology. We aren't the best of friends. In fact, I don't think we should be in the same room because we don't get along. That being said, I love my Iphone. I do not have many apps installed. I'm sure I only use a tenth of it's potential. But then we only use a tenth of our brains. Guess I should learn to develop both of them. But not right now. You see, I'm going in the living room to watch tv. That will really develop my brain while I check in with my Iphone, my friend.