Hilarious

I swear, Austin was just having a conversation with the cat in the other room.

We have a cat, Connery, who is an extremely vocal cat. You can talk to him and he just meows back to you. Austin loves to pretend to have conversations with him. I don't know what this says about me, maybe I'm not that great of a conversationalist.

Either way, it's hilarious. Let me tell you how the conversation went... (Connery's comments are in italics. I'm inferring what Con said from Austins responses.)

Con! We missed you today. Did you watch the game?

No, you didn't leave the tv on for me!

Oh! I'm sorry, Katie must have forgotten to leave it on.

Well how did the game go?

We won, the team looked really well coached.

Who played well?

Stitt had a great game...

What about Narcisse?

Con, Narcisse sucks. He's awful, don't you ever ask about him because it's always bad.

I really like him, he reminds me of Sam Perry. I really liked Sam Perry.

Don't you ever talk to me about Narcisse again. This conversation is over.


At this point Connery comes into the room I'm in and begins meowing at me...

Austin says, "She wants a dog". Connery gives a long whimper and runs away.


Oh, the ways he entertains himself. I can only imagine how he was as a child. :-)

It's Snuck Up On Me...

My 29th birthday, that is. I totally freaked out last year about turning 28. I felt I was closer to 30 than 25 (OH how I loved being 25!) and figured I'd probably start to fall apart.

I've had it marked on my calendar, I knew it was coming, but just didn't care. Or maybe didn't have the time to care. I swear things have been so busy around here. With the snow coming and staying forever, grades being due, taking on a student teacher, the multitude of meetings, IEPS and other crap I've had to go to (there will be more to explain in the coming weeks) have just been overwhelming. I totally need another a break.

I suppose on the bright side I haven't had time to think about turning another year older, much less one year less than 30- gasp! My kids, however, haven't let me forget it. They know it's coming and it will be here tomorrow. I'm almost scared to see what will come in. They had some free time on Friday and I got about 15 handmade happy birthday notes. So sweet! They also quizzed me on my favorite candy...I can't wait to down some of it throughout my great day tomorrow.

It's funny how back in college and even a couple years ago I would celebrate my "birthday week". I would continue to have party or dinner after unnecessary dinner. I would go have drinks a few days out of the week to celebrate my extra year of living. This year, all I want is a good dinner with my best friend and to go to bed early. MY HOW LIFE HAS CHANGED.

:-) And I love it!

Back to Work

I was pretty anxious to go back to work this morning. I moaned and groaned all day yesterday to Aust, claiming my stomach hurt and I didn't feel good. It didn't work like it used to on my parents.

So I woke up about every hour on the hour last night. Once to move the cat, once to go to the bathroom, another time to move the cat (outside the room this time), another to check the clock, another to turn off Austin's watch that went off TWICE about 20 minutes before my alarm clock went off. Needless to say, I didn't get a good night sleep. I always do this, whether it's the night before a return to school from a big break, a weekend, or before a big day at work, I'm up ALL night. I can't seem to turn my brain off and am constantly making list after list of things that need to be done. I wish I had a switch that controlled my brain.

As soon as I got to work though, everything was fine. Of course I got everything done before the kiddies came striding in. They were full of smiles, hugs and tons of things to tell me. We actually started this morning off with a little sharing time because I know I'd get interrupted throughout the entire day with insignificant things if I didn't.

I always love the kids coming back after Christmas. It seems like they always seem to grow in leaps and bounds over the two weeks I don't see them. They come back more responsible, more mature, and ready to soak up every little thing I have to say. At least most of them do. 

I've realized this many times before, but it shown through to me again today- I love my job. I love being around my kids. I love getting to make an impact and be a part of their lives day in and day out. I love being a teacher and I am so lucky to have this job!

Hopefully tomorrow will be