Back to the Future... Waayyy back

Thanks to Netflix, we got to expose Aaron to some retro sci-fi goodness last night!

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First, I did not remember it being so racy way back when.  Hopefully my sweet, innocent son missed the peeping tom, questionable language, and the attempted rape scene.  Wow.  It's crazy how differently you see something when you are a parent vs. a pre-teen.  There were several times Pressly and I shared a surprised glance.

Second, Pressly had to explain to the young 'un what a cassette tape was.  Oh geez.

If I had a working Walkman, I might buy Aaron this cassette.

I think Aaron love the soundtrack to the movie more than the actual content.  He was dancing around all over the living room at the end, and when I giggled he said, "What?  It's Rock and Roll!   I have to move!!"  Looks like we need to download some Huey Lewis and the News for him.  That's my boy!

Frolicking With the Fishes

 Aaron has been begging to go to the Dallas World Aquarium for several weeks.  We've been half a dozen times, but he just loves it.  Or the idea of it.  The problem is that we can only go there when the rest of the free world is also available to go.  C.R.O.W.D.E.D.  We decided on the spur of the moment today to head over there.  If you get there early (within an hour of opening), parking is not too bad and the line to get in isn't horrendous. 

 This Sloth lives on some trees in the middle of the walkway.  It is not separated from the public by rope, wire, a cage, or anything.  I could have reached out and touched it, but there were ample signs discouraging such behavior.  Don't think I wasn't tempted, though.  It was down lower this time than I've ever seen it, just about eye-level.  Sooo hard to mind the rules.  And apparently my phone LOVED the lighting here, because this picture turned out pretty great.

The talks and feedings (especially the feedings!) are awesome, but if you want a good spot, you have to arrive at the exhibit early and camp out while people crush in around you.  Aaron does not do well in crowds, so we don't hang around for the feedings.  We did stumble upon a talk on the Two-Toed Sloth.  Pretty cool to watch those critters eat green beans and carrots and learn a little about them.  Aaron was especially impressed to learn that because of a really slow metabolism, they poop only once a week.  I did have to clue him in on the definition of defecate.  Then he giggled.  A lot.

 Contrary to its name, it is not JUST an aquarium.  

In fact, it's mostly not an aquarium. It's very educational if you take time to stop and read about the exhibits.

 

I couldn't get a shot of the giant anteater, but here's a picture of Aaron reading about it.

All of these photos are from my phone.  The quality isn't fantastic, but we've been so many times we didn't feel like hauling around a camera today.  Plus my neck's been telling me to lighten up my purse lately, so I didn't have room in the micro bag I carried today.

 

Aaron's most favorite thing at the DWA are these garden eels.  They are pretty darn cool!  They almost never leave their burrows, and they are very territorial.  They are also very scared of fish that swim by. 

I'm pretty sure Oscar the Grouch's friend Slimey was actually a garden eel. 

 This Jaguar doesn't need a mate.  He's taking care of himself just fine...  Incidentally, this is a different one than they had last year.  She was a she.  And solid black.  I remember feeling so sorry for her because she just paced the perimeter of her glass cage the entire time we were there.

Shhhh.... I'm hidin' under this leaf.  I learned it from the chameleon:

 

 

I can't remember the name of this fish bit it was a something-nose something-or-other.  I caught it sticking its tongue out at me.

 

And that little blue streak near its gill is another fish that it would let swim INSIDE its gill, presumably for a mutually beneficial munchy.  (I'm pretty sure it's not dead.  It just likes the way the water feels flowing over its tongue.  Or something.)

 This is a fish.  It's swimming in some water.

Teehee.  Piggybacking...er...

 

Aaron thinks it's both funny and cruel that the flamingoes' habitat abuts the lip of the 21' deep shark tank.  I'm pretty sure he keeps asking to go back to the DWA because he wants to see one fall in and get eaten.

 

This is wildlife was on temporary loan to the DWA.  It probably will not be on exhibit when you visit.  (That expression?  It's his this better not end up of Facebook look.)  No worries, hon...

 

Cute, TINY tortoises!

 

Black-footed penguins.  These live in warm climates, so they are perfectly suited to the Texas heat!

 

Look toward the left on the edge of the rock - there is a penguin lying down.  He is very, very old and blind.  The penguin standing at the center of the rock appeared to be protecting the old one and refused to leave that spot, even when the others swam by.

 

Don't worry, the Manatee did not actually fall on Aaron's head.  

 

Or emerge from his chest.

 

Seahorses! They're my favorite.

 

See?  Awesomesauce.

After the DWA, we headed to Dave & Buster's for lunch and a little more fun. 

 

Pressly will probably divorce me for putting two photos of him on the internets in one day, but look how intent he is on winning that game! 

In an apparent attempt to prolong the sealife experience, Aaron ordered shrimp.  It had to be cut into tiny pieces before he could eat it because his mouth is still sore.

The day wasn't ALL fun and games.  I made them help me get groceries at Walmart on the way home, after which Pressly felt it necessary to reaffirm his complete and total hatred for that establishment.

Fun with the Cricut

Pressly bought me the Cricut Expression for Christmas in 2008, along with Make The Cut software so I could cut a variety of fonts not available through Provo Craft / Cricut and manipulate the layout on my computer before cutting.  My very first project was to make layered folder labels for my next semester of school.  As you might imagine, I was the envy of all my School of Education peeps.  Yes, we are a crafty (and covetous) bunch.  :)

I've made a number of other things, including some great layered letter cutouts for my student teaching mentor.  And now I'm using it to create for my very own classroom!  I'm so excited to be able to choose different fonts and cut them in any color combo I choose, instead of being relegated to whatever is available at the teacher supply stores.

The layered letter process is a multi-step one that involves choosing a font, laying out the design with the computer software to get the best use of each 12"x12" sheet of paper, choosing the paper(s), cutting, then gluing the layers together.

Sometimes too much choice is not necessarily a good thing.  I started pulling paper out of my stash and realized I might have a small addiction. 

Okay, let's be real.  I'm not ashamed to admit that I love paper.  Lots and lots of paper.  In different textures, colors, weights, and patterns.  Love.  

So of course, I got the paper out first and fondled it...erm...studied my choices...

Then I actually powered on the Cricut and opened my handy dandy software.

First up - for the bulletin board outside my classroom:

 (No, my bulletin board does not look like 18" floor tiles.  That's on my floor because I can't get into my classroom to work for another week or so.)

First, I laid out the letters using my software, then chose papers, mounted them on the cutting mats, and started the cutting:

This software is really cool because it shows you what it's cutting as it cuts!  Too bad Provo Craft (the company who makes the Cricut) sued Make The Cut and they can no longer sell their software for the Cricut platform.

After cutting four separate sheets, everything was ready to assemble:

The mat you see standing up is an example of what I have after I pull off all the excess paper.  I then have to carefully remove each letter from the mat.

I applied adhesive to the backs of the smaller top layer pieces, then applied them to the fatter bottom layer:

I use Elmer's no-wrinkle rubber cement because if I get sloppy, I can rub off the excess after it dries.  Plus, no wrinkles.  

(The letters, not necessarily me.)

And, then, like cooking-show majick, the final product:

 I also made letters for my read around kiosk:

 See the two "&" signs?  That's because they will be mounted in a circle and the phrase will never end.  "Look around and read and look around and read and..."  Get it?  I need to laminate these before I attach them to the kiosk; I'll post a picture of that once it's done.

I also plan to make letters for my Word Wall and my Academic Vocabulary wall, but I need to find out whether I have time to paint my room first.  The walls are currently purple, yellow, blue and pink.  I'd like to change the color scheme, so whether I have time to paint will dictate the colors of those letters.

Next up? Buckets of Fun...

Gettin' Crafty

As I've been preparing for my first year teaching, I've had a great time crafting several things for my classroom.  I saw someone else's idea for a round "kiosk" where the teacher and students could post real-life examples of things we read every day.  I loved the idea, but there were no instructions on the website for constructing one.  I noodled on it for a while, then thought I needed to find some aluminum sheet I could fashion into a tube.  I asked Pressly's advice, and he suggested any kind of metal would probably end up being way too heavy.  I told him I needed a tube at least 18" in diameter and 4 feet long.  He suggested the round cardboard forms used for pouring concrete pillars.  That sounded like a great idea!

I did what anyone who lives in the boondocks does:  I searched online for it.  I did find some, but I also found that anything larger than a 12" diameter was really too expensive.  One day a few weeks later we were at Home Depot where they carry 12".  After looking at them I decided that was plenty big.  We bought one, then I headed to Hobby Lobby for paint, ribbon, a roll of cork board, and "some kind of circular wood" for the top.

After gathering up all my supplies, they sat for a week or so as I considered how the project would best be achieved.  I finally started by priming and painting the tube.  That part went pretty well, so I painted the round wood plate I bought for the topper.  Another success!

Then I decided it was time to break out the 3M permanent spray adhesive and attach the cork board.  Uh.  Not such a success.  I ended up getting the cork on crooked.  Did I mention the adhesive was permanent?  Yeah.  Thankfully it was only off by 1/4" or so, and I easily used my high-temp glue gun to cover the crooked line with a ribbon border.  Only the ribbon was also crooked.  WAY, WAY crooked. 

So I pulled out a measuring tape and a red marker and measured off a straight line all the way around.  Then I went back to Hobby Lobby and bought some fabric and some more ribbon.  This time I slowed down and made sure to attach the fabric in a straight line around the top of the cork board, and viola!  Success!  I then used my handy-dandy high temp glue gun to attach the top.  Now I just need to buy a 5 gallon bucket and a bag of playground sand to create a weighted base and it's all ready!  I'm super excited about the possibilities.

 Next up?  Fun with the Cricut...

Ant Update

Got a call about 12:15 from the tech for the supposedly local exterminator I called this morning.  He needed to know how far toward Rockwall he had to go on 149 out of Terrell since his GPS wasn't finding the address.  First, that's FM 148 in Terrell, and it changes to FM 205 if you head toward Rockwall.  Second, I live on County Road 149.  In Kaufman.  Third, I'm certain the words "toward Kemp" and "near Becker" came out of my mouth when I scheduled the appointment this morning.  Both of those would have been HUGE location clues to any local company.

This is the company who did our pest inspection when we bought the house.  Apparently they have been sold since then.

It is now 12:50 p.m., and I can see a slow-moving white vehicle rounding the big curve on CR 146.   That's either our pokey neighbors who drive 15 MPH all the time, or I gave good directions...  Back in a few with a report...

...Okay, I'm back and need to eat some crow.  I'm a negative nelly.  They are still local, they've just changed the name of their pest control branch.  The guy was super, duper nice  and the dispatcher gave him the wrong address, so it wasn't his fault at all.

He sprayed the entire outside of the house, roof to foundation and the inside, paying special attention to the bathroom, and he guaranteed his work for 3 months.  And his eyes lit up when I mentioned something about spiders not grooming, and therefore only being affected by a contact kill.  Sometimes all this useless trivia comes in handy.  Like when I need to impress the bug guy with my vast knowledge.  *chuckle* 

The culprits are Pharaoh's Ants:

This awesome photo was taken by Alex Wild

Makes perfect sense, because one of the things they feed on is toothpaste.  Guess what gets splattered all over Aaron's countertop on a regular basis?  Here's hoping it won't take the full 2 weeks for them to be gone.  On the flip-side, I am more than a little bit sad that all our Praying Mantises will probably croak. I do love those little buggers and have enjoyed finding lots of babies as I've worked in the flower beds this summer.

This one's from National Geographic, and if you click the link you can read more about the Mantis religiosa.

Ants

And not the cute animated kind, either.  Aaron's bathroom has been overrun by them.  Our super-duper-kill-everything bug killer only takes care of the ones that are around.  By 8:30 p.m., more start moving in.  Last night, they covered the entire vanity inside and out and made weird clusters up the walls.  ICK.  This was the third night in a row we had seen and sprayed them.  And each subsequent night they have come back in larger numbers.

Pressly looked at me and said, "I know when I'm in over my head.  Call an exterminator tomorrow."

So I did.  He'll be here at 12:30.  Hopefully it's an easy fix due to a mound under the foundation.  And not a colony in the walls.

The good news:  They don't bite.  I don't know what kind they are, but they sort of look like what my mom used to call sugar ants.  And the boy down the road called piss ants.

That's "Metal Mouth" To You.

We are done for now and he did great! We have to go back in 2 weeks for expander fittings - they will have to be custom made because his mouth and teeth are small.

Good thing he's excited about having these because he looks pretty goofy!

I've been informed that I am allowed to call him Metal Mouth as often as I wish, but never, ever, ever Brace Face. Or Baby.

p.s. Those orange bands glow in the dark. Pretty cool, huh?

Brace Face

Soooo... Aaron's getting braces today. It's something HE has been asking for since he was 8 when his permanent teeth started coming in all wonky. I just hope he holds it together at the orthodontist's office. He seems to be very cool about going to the dentist these days (such a nice change from the screaming-through-the-sedation visits of his early childhood). And he adores his chiropractor, so doctor visits seem like something he has under control. Except...

After years of optometrist visits, he doesn't even blink when it's time for an eye exam. Until we switched doctors and this new one wanted to put stinging drops in his eyes. Not. Good. I think part of it was nerves over going to a new doctor. And part of it was those dang stinging drops. In his eyes.

He really, really wants braces. He's been self-conscious about his teeth for several years. I hope that desire holds him over if there's any discomfort in the chair today. I don't even know what to tell him to expect because I never had braces.

Color me flummoxed

I did not vote for Obama and still am not sure I'm a fan - I need to see him materially deliver on some of his promises before I can be won over.

However, I do NOT understand why people are so up in arms over his speech to our nation's school children. As a kid, I can remember being enthralled when listening to President Reagan. Kids look up to the president. Why is it a bad thing for kids to get encouragement to be responsible and take their education seriously? I just don't get it.

I'm fairly certain that if the tables were turned, the other side would be in a tizzy. But it all just seems so darn silly, and I do not understand why the controversy has reached a fever pitch. How amusing that we consider ourselves an educated and civilized people. Educated and civilized my ass - the rest of the world is pointing and laughing at our asinine behavior.

Back to School

Yesterday was Aaron's first day of 4th grade. I could write pages full of stuff like, "where has all the time gone?" and such, but that's so blase. Instead, I figured I'd share his first-day antics.

At 6:45 when I went in to wake him, he informed me that he is "severely allergic to Mondays." No anaphylaxis ensued, so I took him on to school after feeding him a yummy omelette and some toast.

He doesn't look like he's too allergic.

When I picked him up, he was almost bouncing. He had a great day, which is good news because, you know, his severe allergy could have gotten in the way. *snicker*

He had lots of great stories to tell about his new teachers, and was very excited that one of his teachers filled them in on the truth behind some rumors about her. I sort of think he was more excited about the fact that she also detailed the rumors for them... This kid is oblivious to things going on outside his immediate sphere, so he had no idea about her supposed bad behavior. Apparently, there was a rumor that she threw a kid against the wall, which is absurd considering this teacher, but he was wide-eyed and buzzing with the excitement of relaying the story to me.

Fun times - now if the second day goes as well as the first, we'll be in business!

The Young Sage

Aaron: "Mom, Michael Jackson died."
Me: "Yes, he did."
Aaron: "He looked creepy."
Me: "He didn't always look that way. He had surgery to change the way he looked."
Aaron: "Oh."
. . .
Aaron: "Who was he, anyway?"

Freebie-cycle

Freecycle is a fantastic network that allows people to re-home unneeded items. The benefit is two-pronged: 1) the items don't end up in a landfill somewhere, and 2) people get stuff they need for free!

Around here, however, its name would be more appropriate if it were Gimme-cycle. One post out of 10 might be an offer for something. The rest are pleas for things people "desparately" need. The rules clearly state that you should always try to offer something if you request something, but as you might guess, that rarely happens.

Just for grins, here are this morning's posts from our local Freecycle list (misspellings and poor grammar are left intact; my comments and snarkiness are in italics):

From: Tasha
WANTED: Fencing, t-posted, barb wire materials
"Looking for barbwire, fencing, t posts, ect. will pick up any amount. Thank you"


From: Amanda
Wanted:Bunkbeds
"we are in need of bunkbeds, willing to pickup"
Wow - willing to pick up free bunk beds. These folks are serious!


From: gbuchanan
need parts for yardmachine
"I am trying to find a transmission for a yard machine riding lawn mower can anyone help i have a bent axle. Thanks"
Sounds like what you really need is a hammer, an anvil and some elbow grease.


From: alicia
wanted: microwave cart
In need of a microwave cart.
If someone out there is upgrading or down grading or just plain getting rid of their's- we'll be glad to take it off of your hands.
We're also looking for a new, unused spice rack. Thank you & God Bless
Because, you know, it would be tacky to give Aunt Edna an old, used spice rack for her birthday. Notice the "God Bless" - that makes her seem more sincere, dontcha think?


From: alicia
wanted: bookshelf
any type of bookshelf would help us out. We have tons of books that are just sitting any boxes that we'd rather be reading and have access to.
First, I'm going to guess that none of that ton of books are grammar or spelling texts. Next, it sounds like you might want to familiarize yourself with the public library: there, they have tons of books that are on shelves, and you would have access to any number of them, for FREE! (so you could sell your ton of books and maybe buy Aunt Edna that spice rack she's been dreaming of). Or you could, I don't know . . . take a book out of a box when you want to read it!


From: alicia
wanted: antenna rabbit ears
wanted working antenna rabbit ears for our t.v.
Any help would be appreciated. Thank you
Um... rabbit ears? I don't think there is any help for you if what you want are rabbit ears. Didn't they quit making those in the '80s? And after the HD switchover, they'll make a great sweater drying rack.


From: alicia (yes, the same alicia; 4th post in a row, no offers for anything, even though we know she has a ton of books that she's not using)
wanted: window unit
We need a working a/c window unit. It's getting really hot and it's not even June yet. We have an 18 month old son and 5 year old. I just want to make sure they stay cool this summer. Any help would be appreciated. Thank you
(but no God bless, so she must not REALLY want it that badly, but bonus points for playing the poor, helpless children card)


Apparently alicia is trying to furnish her entire house, but the stuff she's asking for is sort of pathetic, so I almost feel badly for making fun of her... but she does have a computer with internet, so...

And my VERY FAVORITE POST from today:

From: dwayne.h
wanted: pocket knives
im looking for any kind of pockt or boot knifes that i can get and and swords if u got them thank you dwayne
Please hurry because Doltoron from the fifth ring of Xansadalrupt has vanquished my high queen and I need the sword of Galgathanroy to slay him and free my queen. Okay, not really. I've got a booth at the fleamarket this weekend and I need some stuff to sell.

It's official!

I just got my grades for the semester and I got all A's! WOO!

Just for the record, I never, ever, ever EVER want to take 21 hours again.

I owe a huge debt of gratitude to my husband and son who were more than understanding and self-sufficient while I played student. Thanks, guys!!

I have two more semesters before I student teach, and both of those will be regular 15-hour schedules. *whew*

Don't look now, but

It seems common sense has made an unscheduled appearance. LOL The day our school decided to shut down due to a suspected case of the piggypiggyflu, the CDC chastised such actions, so instead of being closed until the 18th, we'll resume our regularly scheduled program on May 11th. Don't know yet whether we'll have to make up the missed time, but the general consensus is that TEA won't require schools to make up the time.

In other news, I have almost finished the semester from hades, and promise I will never, ever take 21 hours at at time again. I have one more test on Monday night that isn't worrying me too much, then I can officially say I'm done. Thanks to the support of a very helpful and understanding husband, I was able to concentrate on schoolwork when I really needed to, and it looks like I'll pull off another 4.0! Don't tell anyone, but I'm shooting to graduate magna cum laude, and it looks like I might just do it.

One of my professors tells me that I have what it takes to earn my PhD and get paid to do it, but I would have to be willing to relocate to a school that would offer me a fellowship. Unless that school is in the Dallas area or UT Tyler, that's not gonna happen. *sigh* I can't get caught up in the shoulda coulda wouldas, though - I have a pretty darn good deal going here - a fantastic, supportive husband and wonderful son who are both such blessings. And really, what would I do with a PhD at this point? Maybe I'll work toward that slowly if the public school teacher gig doesn't float my boat.

This little piggy...

closed our freaking school down. Thanks to a friend who is in the "know," I found out about 5 minutes before it was posted as breaking news on our local newspaper website and about 10 minutes before the school sent me a Flash Alert at 9:00 p.m. There has been a "suspected" case in our district, so...

Hey folks, I know you sort of count on us watching your kids for, like, 8 hours a day while you make a living or do some other worthwhile stuff, but SURPRISE! we're closing down for two weeks, starting....NOW.

Seriously, it's not such a big deal for us because we have family that can help us out, and we actually got the message about there being NO SCHOOL TOMORROW, but what about those hundreds of parents rushing, rushing, rushing to make it to work on time tomorrow who drive up and find out that they gotta make some other arrangements for the next TWO WEEKS? Or what about those kids whose parents kiss them on the cheek and tell them to have a good day before they run out the door, leaving the kids to wait for the bus?

I am sooo thankful for family who can and is willing to help us out on such short notice! I have finals this week.

One Wish

Aaron: Mom, if you could ask for anything in the world, but only ONE thing, what would it be?

Me: I'd wish for my family to always be happy.

Aaron: We'd be kinda creepy if we were happy all the time, like when someone dies.

Touche'.

Monday Amusement

Seriously. From Gadling.com - some bizarre laws you may need to know if you enjoy international travel:

In Switzerland, a man may not relieve himself while standing up, after 10 P.M.
Oooookay.

It is an offense for women of "ill repute or evil looks" to enter a cheese factory in Italy's area of Ferrara.
Because everyone knows ugly women are cheese thieves.

In Lebanon, men are legally allowed to have sex with animals -- so long as the animals are female. It is illegal to have sex with a male animal, however.
So.... oh, forget it.

In Scotland, it is illegal to be drunk while in possession of a cow.
Nope. Better go to Lebanon if you plan on getting your drink on while accompanied by your favorite cow.

In Thailand, it is illegal to leave your house if you are not wearing underwear.
Who's gonna . . . oh, nevermind.

In China, women are prohibited from walking around a hotel room in the nude; a woman may only be naked while in the bathroom.
Because God forbid your bed or closet door be forced to ogle your nude boobies.

In Hong Kong, a woman is legally allowed to kill her cheating husband -- but only if she uses her bare hands. The husband's lover, however, may be killed in any manner desired.
This one made the list?

The Difference

The difference between being a high achiever and an overachiever is slowly, painfully becoming clear to me. It's not something I've given much thought to during the past 10 years or so, but since I'm back in school and find myself being "graded," these concepts have thrust themselves back to the forefront.

I've always known I am a high achiever and do an especially great job when I really care about something or there is the promise of some sort of payoff (a good grade, a nice raise, some praise or a compliment from someone who 'matters'). It's just part of my personality and a trait I thank my mom for. The flip side is that tasks for which there is no reward or payoff are left to languish. For that, too, I can thank my mom. But you know what? I'll take the good with the bad - the net result is good!

Speaking of taking the good with the bad, I've sort of suddenly realized that I may not just be a high achiever, but an overachiever. This, I'm afraid, is not a good thing.

Case in point:
I find myself, having made the highest grade on a test, setting the literal and proverbial curve for the class, and being disappointed that I *only* made a 96. WHAT?!? That is craziness. Pure lunacy, I tell you. But it's true.

Case, part deux:
The professor picked my essay out of the entire pile of class submissions to illustrate his ideal. Awesome. Except look at that typo and that comma splice, and oh. my. God... he put my paper up on BlackBoard and now the whole class can see all my mistakes!

I've determined that I must be diligent to guard against the self-criticism, let go and just be happy with the 96, damn it. Now, if anyone can tell me how exactly to go about doing this, I'll be eternally grateful.

p.s. It was a 101 after the curve because I found an error in his grading after he'd added the curve so, bonus point!.
p.p.s. Okay, maybe I still have some work to do on this letting-go thing....

The Emperor's New Clothes

Image copyright Louise August

In my Adolescent Literature class, we're reviewing fables, folktales and fairy tales. The best thing about these stories, I think, are the universal truths that are interwoven. I think my favorite folktale of all time is Hans Christian Andersen's "The Emperor's New Clothes."

A full version of the story can be found HERE, but my very favorite part is the end:

"But among the crowds a little child suddenly gasped out, "But he hasn't got anything on."

And the people began to whisper to one another what the child had said.

"He hasn't got anything on."

"There's a little child saying he hasn't got anything on."

Till everyone was saying, "But he hasn't got anything on."

The Emperor himself had the uncomfortable feeling that what they were whispering was only too true. "But I will have to go through with the procession," he said to himself.

So he drew himself up and walked boldly on holding his head higher than before, and the courtiers held on to the train that wasn't there at all."

By parading his folly around for everyone to witness, he made an even bigger fool of himself. In the classroom, stories like these are great to teach kids lessons about human nature as well as to use as a springboard for creative writing. For example, I wonder what the emperor did next?

It's also easier for kiddos to recognize and identify the the moral of a story and relate to their own lives when it isn't written directly about them. Even though this tale was written in the late 19th century, it still offers a valuable lesson.

p.s. If you like the print I used, you can purchase an image plate from the artist, Louise August

Camel Poop

Aaron has learned to IM.

Well, to be fair, he has done a little IM-ing before, but only while one of us was standing by telling him what to type and do. Tonight I was sitting with my laptop in the living room and a Yahoo Instant Message popped up from Aaron (who was in his bedroom, a mere 25 feet away):

Aaron Bonner: you rock.[and smell.]

so, of course I responded ~
Jasmine Bonner: LOL
Jasmine Bonner: I don't smell as much as you
Jasmine Bonner: PeeeeEWWW
Aaron Bonner: ow ya
Aaron Bonner: like camel poop?


The internet is awesome. I did a quick Google image search for "camel poop" and found some real gems. Back when I was a kid, if I wanted photos of camel poo, I would have had to search a multitude of encyclopedias and scientific-type books, and even then, I may not have found one.

So, in honor of "Camel Poop:"