Saturday, October 31, 2009

Pottery Schmottery

It's fall break baby... fall break!

Do you know what that means?

No school for 2 days!

So what's a mom of 3 to do?

Spend an afternoon painting pottery.

 I can't think of a better way to spend the day with my babies!!!

Today is Gia first time actually painting her own piece. I selected a small square dinner plate.

The girl loves to paint at home, but we have never tried pottery.

Whatever will this look like???

Gabby choose a piggy bank that looked like a peace symbol.

Her grandpa the banker is so happy she is a "saver".

Bella picked a nice big 20 oz mug, because she said my coffee mug wasn't big enough.

Which by the way, she is so right!

What a fun outing. The finished projects will be done in one week.
Pictures to follow...see you in 7 days! :)

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Friday, October 30, 2009

colors of fall

Fall in the Midwest.

Here are some random pictures I have been taking as I drive in and out of my neighborhood each morning to drive the kids to school.

The colors are so rich and bold.

The newly planted landscaping, is coming along nicely.


Fall wouldn't be horrible if winter weren't the next season to follow.  Fall time is really beautiful to look at, but for me it just represents what is to come...and for me that is darkness, no color, and cold, sunless days.    Depressing huh?

Where we live the city actually comes and clears the leaf piles, if we bring them to the curb. This is nice bonus that our tax money pays for plus it is really good for the environment.  Most people outside of city limits burn their leaves. 

Raking is my least favorite part to autumn.  It is just hard hard work and it is never ending.

The house of five is preparing for trick or treaters.....

Carving is on todays agenda.

Happy Fall Ya'll.....

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Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Her name was....

Not a day goes by that I do not miss my late great friend... Katherine S. Jonas, or as her friends often called her Kay. She is living in the Kingdom of Heaven now and most defiantly is one of Gods angels.

I know this, because daily I can still feel  her presence in my life. Kay showed me by example how to be a selfless, caring, and nurturing friend.  The lessons I learned can never be fully put into words because it was her actions and attitude that helped make me a better person and friend to those around me. 

Not a day goes by when I don't stop to ask my self  "What would Kay do?" or " How would Kay respond to this?"  The years may continue to slip away but her memory is forever etched within me. The impact that she played in my life will never be forgotten.

Monday, October 19th would have been her birthday.  In honor of her birthday and her memory, I want to share my first encounter with the late Mrs. Jones.

So please, grab a cup a coffee, a box of tissues and help me honor my friend.......

     The first time I met Kay was August 1998 . It was a day of many first for me. My first day of work, My first real teaching job, My first day of meetings, but probably the most important thing to happen to me on MY day of first was the meeting of Kay.  It was the day I learned a lot about first impressions and attitudes.   It was the day that Kay taught me my first of many of life's lessons....

Staff meetings sucks!  Plain and simple, there is no other way to describe it.  There honestly is nothing worse then a room full of educators who have to be students for an hour while boring administrators try to remember what it was like to be a teacher while trying to conduct a meeting.  Even as a 1st year teacher I knew that.

Being the newbie I was good and early that first day of meetings.  The memory of that first encounter is still as strong today as it was 11 years ago.

Picture this....A tall, slender, brown haired, older women walks in. Her Khaki pants, perfectly pressed, a button up collared shirt, a black SAK purse.  As she gracefully walked the room her shoulders straight and stature, her long legs took confident strides to each and ever person in the room.  A quick hand touch to a shoulder or a nice pat on the back to the people around her.  Ever person in that room sat a little taller and attitudes immediately changed before my eyes.

She owned that room and frankly I didn't know who this women was or why she was there, I just knew that I was scared silly that she was going to sit beside me.  Her height scared the living life out of me.

"GOOD MORNING" ...  "SO NICE TO SEE YOU AGAIN" was what I heard over and over as those long legs of hers continued to move closer and closer to the open seat by me.

Dear god please don't let her sit by me....Don't sit by me, Don't sit by me, Don't sit by ....
she just sat by me.

"This is Mrs. Jonas, Courtney" Donna my principal said. "She is the aide for the upper elementary school. She is a former teacher with many years of experience."

From that moment on time froze around me.  I had heard enough.

Holy crap...just want I don't want.  
Thank God she is not my aide.

For those who might not know this story, I was the new, freshly married, first year, Kindergarten teacher who thought my way was the only way and no way, no how was anyone going to be pushing me around.  I had a huge chip on my shoulder and was in no way, shape or form going to be told how to run MY classroom.

So there you have it folks...I hated this lady who had just sat down beside me for two reason.  One she was tall and that scared me and Two she was a former teacher.

Yep so sad and yet so true... those were literally my first two thoughts of Kay.

Lets jump ahead....

It was the next day, a work day with no students.  Stressed frazzled and refusing to ask for help I was setting up my classroom when there was a knocked on my door. "Excuse me Mrs. Sponseller, I am Kay, we sat beside one another at yesterdays meeting."

Uh ah yes, I remember. Is there something you need?

"Well I was wondering if you would like to join me for lunch today?

CRAP...How can I get out of this? 

 My first of many lessons had just been learned....


Thank God, I am a quick learner!  After 30 minutes I realized I just met one of the most incredibly, generous, warm hearted humans on the planet. I knew from that moment on, this former teacher was a person I had to have in my life.

Over the next few years, a bond was built between the former teacher and the kindergarten teacher. I would find myself finding reasons to need something from those "teachers" down stairs just so I could talk to Kay.

As I was beginning to approach my third year of teaching, a 4th grade position opened up. I knew I wanted to switch grades to make myself more marketable as a teacher for the future employment in the public schools, but manly it was really because I wanted Kay to be my aide.

The year was 2000 and little did I know that I had just taken the 4th grade job from HELL. My principal made my life impossible. I had 28 students, 2 of which were LD and 1 that was ED.  I feared he was going to hunt me down at night and come to my house to kill me.  I would have never survived that year without Kay.  She was there every step of the way for me. The tears I shed on those strong stature shoulders of hers are what got me through the days.

Life lessons are what she taught me. One after another.  She lead by example.  She lead with her heart.  She lead with grace and dignity, and yet somehow, someway that former teacher always had a way to never tell me what to do.  She always found a way to make me figure out what to do. She listened and loved and always knew what to say and how to say it.  

People come into our lives for a reason. God gave me that job that put me at that meeting in that chair in 1998. Our paths were destined to meet.

The path of life has many crossroads. At each one it is difficult to say goodbye and go our own separate ways. In 2001, I choose to quit teaching to stay at home with what would be my first of  three children.  It was a choice that I struggled with.  Kay continued to teach and help shape the lives of those around her. I knew by quitting my job, I would miss seeing her each morning more than the job its self.

Over the next 3 years, we remained in contact with emails, phone calls and an occasional lunch.  She was always so private, but somehow deep down I just knew something was wrong.

In 2004, my sweet, dear friend died of cancer.   As difficult as it was to watch.  She the forever educator still taught by example.  Watching from a distance was one of the hardest things I have ever done.  I have never seen a person fight for something so hard in my life.  As hard as it was to say good bye I always carry hope that one day our paths will cross again so that I can tell my former aide.  Just how special she was to me.

I try to lead by example now, I try to do the right thing.  I try to live so that she would be proud.

Monday was a glorious day.  The sun was shining and it was a perfect fall day.  After weeks of 40 degree rain and sleet she let her presence be known.  I think she was telling those of us who remembered it was her birthday she misses us as much as we miss her.  Thanks for the sunshine and all of the days blessings Kay.  I know your watching down on me.

She always did preferred to give rather than receive.

Just another lesson learned.... 

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Pedicures for .....

Anyone interested in a pedicure? Send all inquires to sunlover.
I mean who wouldn't want a pedicure from a two year old?   Especially this two year old. I mean not to toot my own horn, but this particular one is a cutie pie.

Look at these fine motor skills....
What mother or future teacher wouldn't be proud?

Look at that concentration and determination....

Come to think of it look at that flexibility!

It is the perfect time of the year for one. I know your tempted.   Winter is closely approaching and shoes and socks are required at almost all times. There is one one problem....

Your nails just might end up looking like this.....

She is only 2 after all!

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Say it aint so.....gia driving

My baby girl is growing. As a matter of fact, she really is not a baby anymore.

For 2 years now, Gia, or as the neighbors call her GiGi, has had her eye on this 4 wheeled battery operated toy.

Today, little GiGi learned to drive. 

Today, Miss Daisy doesn't need a driver anymore!

Watch out world GiGi has arrived!

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Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Pick of the crop....

I think we waited to long to go to the pumpkin patch. The weather seemed to turn into winter over night with out a warning. We have been putting off this weekend outing for 2 weeks because we were foolish enough to think the weather would improve.  Originally we were suppose to go when my sister was visiting for my dads 60th birthday.  

Finally on Sunday Mr. Sunshine decided to make an appearance, so off we went after church.

This is the first year Gia was old enough to realize what we were doing.  I am not sure she liked it as much as her sisters did. 

Between the rain and cold weather the fields were a mushy mess, but the big girls still had a blast.

This picture of Gia cracks me up.  She looks like this little dress up doll...Between her church coat, cow pants and hairbow. 

The hayride was cut short because the tractor couldn't make it up the hill with all the mud, but in all honesty that was fine with me because it was so stinking cold.

Each year we try to take the same picture to show the girls how they have grown. This year the pictures didn't turn out so good.

I guess it hard to get 3 small children to all look at the camera at the same time and smile.   These were the best 2 pictures of the batch.

Now if Mr. Sunshine would like to resurface for a few hours, we may actually be able to carve these pumpkins before Halloween. 

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

people of walmart revised

I found this link on facebook and I now can not stop laughing. It is so stinking funny I can barely stand it. Now don't get me wrong, I know it is funny to laugh at the expense of others, but how can you not find these people and the comments funny. 

I bet this guy is wearing a condom just so everything is tight and snug….come to think of it, this guy kind of looks like a big condom but I don’t have the balls to tell him that.

 Hey Mom, see if you can pull those shorts up a little higher for us, that would be great. I guess you figured since you weren’t wearing underwear you could get a little color on those buns.

Create your own caption.  I’m in the middle of pouring bleach into my eyes.
West Virginia

It is ok to laugh, come on you know you want to. Let's be frank, I know your really laughing because you are pissed that you didn't have your camera last time you were at Walmart and you now know you missed out on some major photo opportunities!

Oh an thanks to Ms. Bee I was now able to show the pictures instead of providing the link.

Disclaimer...comments in red came from the website and are not made by me.  

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Bella Boo and the apple orchard

A few weeks back little miss Bella and I went to the Kerchers Apple Orchard for her annual field trip. This was Bella's 3rd trip and my 5th. It was my last time with Bella but next year little Gia and I will go. When it is all said and done, I will have completed this field trip 8 times.  I think I could be the tour guide I have learned the story and history of the place so well.  Kercher's is a family owned and operated apple orchard.  They have been in the apples business for 87 years. 

Kerchers is a wonderful place to take the family for a nice fall outing.  We were suppose to go this weekend but the weather was wet and rainy.  Each year we take the kids and go for a hay rid.  They drop us off in the pumpkin patch and then we look for the perfect pumpkins. Some years we walk thru the corn maze and others we eat hot dogs and drink apple cider.

The proper apple picking procedure is to twist, twist, twist.  Never ever pull.  Pulling bruises the apple. There are over 7,000 types of apples.  Kercher's grow 25 different varieties.  This year we picked Jonathan. 

What a wonderful fall outing.  The weather was perfect and the apples were so yummy. 

Happy Fall Harvest and WELCOME October.

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