Thursday, August 7, 2008

Bruises, Science Curriculum, and a Computer

I didn't think I'd ever say these words, but I'm kind of sick of taekwondo....today. SC and I taught a Tiny Tiger class this morning that went surprisingly well. Then, against my will and better judgment, I taught the adult morning class. I only did this because Mr. D. called me up Tuesday morning crying and begging me to take the class because no one else was available (not really, but it makes me sound more noble:) I need to confess, I'm afraid of the grown-ups. I can cover up any stupid mistake in front of the kidlets, but the adults will know, and remember, if I do something moronic. And....I don't like people looking at me. That's already been established (except, of course, to my neighbor up the street who is so unhappy with her life that she makes herself feel better by making snide comments about others who she obviously wishes she could be like :) :) :) Also, my arm hurts....and my hip. I am sporting some lovely purple bruises courtesy of my jahng bahng. They're rather large and they HURT! Last night as I was watching tv Dave asked me, "What did you do to your arm? It's a mess!" Love you too honey. You'll just have to stand back in awe when I wield my jahng bahng at the Fair!!!


Cam's science curriculum for this school year arrived yesterday! I'm so excited. I looked forever and researched a million different things before I decided on this....A Reason for Science.


Do you see that way cool plastic container? That contains all the supplies needed to perform all of the experiments in the book (except for things like paper towel rolls). This curriculum is based on doing the experiment and then doing a sort of lab report on what happened. I've never been a big science experiment person, but since this came with all of the crap needed to do each one, I figured why not?



Here we have a picture of Camron, 1st thing in the morning, in his jammies, talking to his dad on the phone. The conversation went something like this:

"Dad, what's this huge box in the living room?"

"What does it say Cam?"

Cam getting down on the floor, "It doesn't say anything. Oh, wait, Dell.....is it the new computer?"


We hadn't told him that we ordered it, but he had been getting on Dave's case lately about how he couldn't play his games on our prehistoric old computer.....you know, the one that I have to use....Well, Big S didn't realize how horribly, painfully, eye-poking-outingly SLOW this computer actually was until he had to spend some time on it the other day....I should've made him work on it a long time ago and I'd have gotten Flash ordered much sooner (Cam named him....it's rubbing off!)

Look at him.....doesn't he look fast and clean and shiny???? We're happy to have you join our family, Flash.


4 comments:

Leslie said...

Alex liked today's class. I can't speak for the adults that followed though...sorry. I am sure he was smitten and perhaps watching you even more closely than the adults would. I mean, you are pretty and all. ;)

Kim said...

I, too, would have chosen the science curriculum that came with a box of goodies. Anything that comes with an organized, plastic container is my cup of tea!

I had fun teaching the TTs with you! It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I may actually sign up for one of those again!

Unknown said...

You could do a little smilebox book about your new baby boy Flash. Yeah, that'd be appropriate. ;)

Congrats on the teaching! Tiny Tigers are better than adults ANY DAY. I've always preferred kids' company to grown-ups.

And yes, the plastic box of science is better than a book with directions. We use A Reason for Handwriting at school. I didn't know they had reasons for other things. Cool.

Anonymous said...

yeah i get sick of tkd at times. i've learned to try to balance my time. if i'm teaching too much, i get tired of being their. I do love it and can't imagine ever quitting tkd. you'll be a fine instructor. it is, however, very scary sometimes.
These scary and uncomfortable times will make you a excellent instructor in the long run. It's all about perseverance.