Friday, February 7, 2014

3rd Grade PTA Performance

PTA knows how to get parents to come to the meetings...have the kids perform there.  ;-)  Each month it's a different grade level.  We got there early and had pizza, listened to a 10 minute meeting, then Ethan's 3rd grade class put on a cute performance.






Caleb did a little gaming during the PTA meeting.


But when it was time for the performance he was doing the hand motions with them.  So cute!

This was a cute song about "the blues" so Ethan had sunglasses on.

That's Ethan's music teacher.  She's lots of fun.  You can tell she totally enjoys her job.  :-)

This is the student music teacher that Ethan kind of loves.  ;-)

My Birthday


This year I turned the big 3-5.  I think it feels old to me because in medical terms it's "advanced maternal age" which just seems silly to me.  It's also only 5 years from 40 which suddenly doesn't sound as old as it used to.  This picture is from the birthday board at work.  My co-worker does a great job of decorating! 


We had a giant birthday lunch at my parent's house.  We don't get together as often anymore so when we do, we do it up big!  This was "birthday lunch" for all of the fall/winter birthdays.  Which is pretty much when everyone in our family was born!



For my birthday dinner I chose the usual...Olive Garden.  Partly because I love it and partly because I have two little boys who tell me that's where I'm eating.  ;-)



Meet Squeaker!


So I'm scrolling through Facebook one day and see this picture with the post "free kittens".  I wasn't really looking to get another animal...but she captivated me.  Ever since my mom got a cat I'd been thinking about getting one and of course the boys were begging for one but I didn't want one more animal to take care of.  But I couldn't stop going back to that post and looking at her.  I asked Mondo about it and he immediately said no.  So I showed the picture to the kids.  ;-)  They begged and begged until I finally told them to drop it, we weren't getting the kitten.  Hours later, Mondo came in and said, "I don't know why I'm saying this and I'll probably regret it...but we can have the kitten."  What?!  Really?!  I knew I had to act fast before he changed his mind.  I got into contact with the girl and found out that she lived in WEATHERFORD!  Not close to me at all.  But Mondo said he had customers out there and he could spend the day there then bring her home.  Hooray!


I got a box and put a towel in it for her car ride home.

Clearly I don't know much about cats.  Mondo called me several times during the hour trip home saying she was trying to escape!  She'd pop her head out of the box and he would push it back in.

Then he sends me this picture.  She flew out of the box and was climbing on the chair.  Did I mention I've only had outside cats...like in elementary school. 

He finally made it home.  The boys couldn't wait to hold her!  And of course we had to take her to Nana and Papa's and show her off.  She had the tiniest, high pitched voice so she got the name "Squeaker".


Lets go back to the story of me knowing nothing about kittens.  I've found her in tons of places I never thought about.  Like the dishwasher.

And hanging from the couch.  She was too small to jump on the couch so she'd scale the side.

She was very interested to meet the dogs.  Lexie could've cared less that we brought someone new home.  But Gracie doesn't like new people on her turf.  Except that she's never been around a kitten so I'm not sure she knew what it was!  Squeaker would hiss at her and Gracie would take off running.  She wouldn't even cross her path.  And look how tiny the kitty is!  Gracie only weighs about 12 pounds.

I got her this toy to scratch her claws in the middle part and roll the ball around.  She never scratches the middle part but she does love chasing the ball.

The princess.  I bought the smallest collar but it was still too big.  I got one with a bell on it so I would know where she was!

Ethan is very good with her.  Very calm and gentle.

And I'm learing what life is like with tiny, razor sharp claws.  This picture doesn't even do it halfway justice what she did to my hands!  And of course, she wasn't being mean, just playing.