Kid Fest

Last Saturday we went to KidFest. It is once a year and costs $1 per kid and $2 per adult. We always go and have a blast. The trick is to get there right when it starts. By the time you're ready to leave, everyone else is just getting there. We had a blast! Here are some pictures of what we did.

Callie just hung out in the stroller.

Carson loved Bouncing.

Carson loves firetrucks and this was one of the first things we did. He was super excited!

Here Comes Peter Cottontail...

Here are some pictures from Easter.

So Blessed

I really thought that I had posted about the process in which I got my job. I was looking back so I could link it and I couldn't find it. So, here's how it happened. I graduated back in December of 2007. It is normally difficult to find a job in the middle of the school year, but I checked daily to see if there were any openings. Every morning I would check...nothing. One day in February there was an opening for a Kindergarten ESE teacher (Special Education). To teach ESE, you must be certified in that area. I was not. I told Jordan about the opening and he told me to apply. I told him that I wasn't going to because I am not qualified. We went back and forth on this for a few days. Finally out of spite I applied, muttering under my breath the whole time. Long story short, I got the job and loved it! At the end of the school year, I did not have a job for the next school year because we lost an ESE unit (which means there weren't enough kids to keep the teacher). The principal told me that she was really impressed and would love to have me back. She said she would call if something became available. She called in the middle of July and offered me a third grade position. I happily took it and only had to sign a contract (no interview and the job was never posted). All of this happened during a hiring freeze. When the hiring freeze was over, the few jobs that were posted had between 70-100 applicants. I know that there is no way that I would have had a job without the previous experience in Kindergarten ESE. Well now that we're up to speed, today is the day that we find out if we are asked back for next year or not. With the economy the way that it is, there are many cuts. I really was expected a letter saying they don't have enough units to keep me. I checked my box for the letter early this morning, only to find nothing. When I got to the classroom, I received a phone call asking me to see the principal during my planning. Luckily my planning was at 8:05 because I was very nervous. Last year the principal called me in to explain she didn't have a position for me. As I sat nervously, I heard the words that I was not expecting to hear "We are inviting you back next year." I could not believe it! I was so excited.

By the end of the day I heard that there were four teachers that were let go. There may have been more, but that's all that I heard. I know that my Heavenly Father always has taken care of me and continues to do so. I am very blessed to be able to work while Jordan finishes school to keep from taking out school loans. I am not sure if I will be in third grade again or not. The principal said she will let me know by the end of the school year (next month). Today a huge burden has been lifted. I am very grateful.

What Will I Find Today?

First off, let me start off by saying I love my husband. I really do. Not many men would agree to a role reversal for a couple of years. Both Jordan and I have realized that this role reversal thing is a lot harder than we thought it would be. We are steering clear of any school loans this way, but it does take sacrifices. Luckily it will only be for a little bit longer because Jordan should graduate from FSU in December of 2010. Anyway, when I get home from work I am always anxious to see what I will come home to. Will the house be a complete Carson Tornado? Will the living room be freshly vacuumed for the fifth time that day? Today I came home to one of the funniest things I have come home to. I was sitting on the couch talking to Jordan, when Carson came around the corner. I asked him how his day was. I immediately noticed that he was dressed today (some days don't go as well for Jordan and the kids stay in their jammies). I looked at his shorts and asked where he got those from. I knew instantly where they came from. Like a good little frugal girl I always have a couple of baby outfits on hand. I pick them up when they're a good deal for presents. It seems like there is always someone having a baby. Carson had on a pair of baby boy PANTS not shorts. They were a 6-9 month pair of khakis that I had originally picked up for Julie's baby, but he had already passed that size by the time I got around to getting them to her. It was such a hilarious sight! Jordan and I laughed for a while. He told me that he thought he was doing well today because they came out of the clean basket of clothes. Too funny!

Little Jordan

For those of you who don't know too much about Jordan, Jordan was a child who was in everything! From all of the stories that I have heard, I wonder why on earth he ended up being a middle child instead of a last child. Carson is very much like his daddy. He is always in something. Callie is more like I was, happy just to be watching. When Carson gets into things we call him Little Jordan. Maybe if we would have known how much he was going to be just like his dad, we may have named him Jordan. Anyway, I was feeding the baby and talking to Angela on the phone. Carson came around the corner from the kitchen with a boiled egg from the refrigerator. I told him not to eat that because it had been in there for a week and I don't know how long boiled eggs are good. I told him to throw it away. So he ran back into the kitchen and came out with another egg. I told him the same thing because there were about three boiled eggs in a bowl in the refrigerator. I told him to just throw away the eggs. He asked if I wanted him to throw all of them away. I told him yes. I heard him cracking them as he threw them in the garbage. I told him to stop playing and just throw them in the garbage. He said okay. I came back into the kitchen to clean out the refrigerator to find this...

Yes, that is a dozen eggs that were bought LAST NIGHT in the garbage. What else is there to do but laugh?! He did exactly what I told him to do. He threw all of the eggs in the garbage. Next time I will be more specific.

Remembering Nanny

The other day I was asking Carson what he wanted to do since I was home for Spring Break. He said he wanted to go to see someone. It sounded like he said he wanted to see Nanny. Nanny is my great grandmother who passed away a few years ago. When Carson was born, we had 5 generations alive on my mom's side. I didn't think that he remembered her so I asked him to tell me who he wanted to see again. He repeated himself, "Nanny. You know, that lived with Mimi and Papa." He was obviously remembering Nanny. I told him that she was dead and lives in heaven with Heavenly Father. I was kind of afraid he might react to her being dead. He replied, "That is a long way to go to see her." I love him!