Math...

As I was teaching a math group today....

A student was looking very interested, definitely looked like he knew what was going on.
Raises his hand.

"Teacher, is it almost Halloween?"


A few minutes later:
A student was working on a math problem.
Suddenly looks up and says, "Teacher, I wish they made dutch oven for lunch at our school."

As you can see, my math lessons really keep the kids' attention...

Brush those Teeth!

So...RJ and I are in disagreement about whether it is ok to put Will to bed with a bottle. I maintain that the liquid pools and is bad for his teeth (even ones that aren't in yet). RJ disagrees.

So...we called my mom for clarification. Because, duh, moms know everything and also because my mom happens to work at a dental office. She verified my point exactly. Even when RJ said, "They're just baby teeth!" The dentist, who was in the background, explained that the infection can spread down into the bone, thus affecting the adult teeth to come.

So there!

Which led me to ask my mom what I should be doing for Will's teeth now,
aside from NOT put him to bed with a bottle ;).

And look what came in the mail soon after....
Will's first toothbrush!
And a few other little goodies too!




He liked the glasses....but not so much on his face!

Thinking hard about that toothpaste...

He has it mastered already....if we could only just turn the brush around!
I tried to help get the brush IN his mouth, but he cringed!
I don't think he likes the way it feels...
he gave me a face sort of like the lime face...

Rough Day!

Whew. Today was a hard one...as you can see by what I had for dinner tonight....


There is not ONE healthy thing on that plate!
Except the celery...and I didn't even eat that.


...and Coldstone for dessert!

Drama!

WHEW.....little did I know just stopping for pizza would cause so much drama tonight!

Papa Murphy's is having a $3.99 large pizza deal, so we're really smart and go at 5:30. It was SLAMMED. I pulled to the side of the parking lot so RJ could run in. I was about to move to a safer spot when a van turned around me...and hit my bumper.

I definitely felt it...and was pretty sure the driver did too. BUT he kept driving! I honked, but on he went. I hurried and wrote down the license plate number. It scratched up our bumper a bit, and honestly I probably wouldn't have cared much except that he drove away.
That part bothered me.

So I called dispatch. They took my info and sent an officer out. The officer called me on his way out and while we were on the phone happened to spot the minivan. He pulled him over and said he'd send another officer to meet us.

Meanwhile...Poor Will had a BLOWOUT of a diaper and was beginning to cry. RJ took him out of his seat...and wrapped him in an extra shirt that happened to be in the car. We were only heading to grab pizza quick, so no diaper bag.

And...we had run by the store pre-pizza and had almost 100 popsicles in the trunk for RJ's students. Melted.

As the (very nice and helpful) officer was talking to us, a parent of one of my former students walked by and waved. Just what I want, a parent seeing me with police (looks sketchy!).

Soon after that, some friends walked by and waved.
We're getting quite the reputation here!

The guy said he "didn't know he was involved in an accident, but since my van has marks on it, I guess I was!" Maybe he genuinely didn't know he hit me...but I can't imagine how he could have missed it. I mean, minivans are big and all, but goodness! He was cited for "leaving the scene of an accident". I don't mean to be malicious, but I was a little relieved. It's definitely not ok to hit someone's car, even if it is minor damage, and leave.

Anyway...we have melted popsicles,
Will's dirty clothes soaking,
quite the scratches on our bumper,
an accident report, and...

3 Papa Murphy's pizzas for less than $10!
Go get some pizza, the deal ends Wednesday....
but park in a safe place!

Bless His Heart

Just happened:

RJ: "Hey Wife, when are you thinking of heading to bed?"

Me: "In about an hour. Why? Because you love me so much and can't stand a moment without me?"

RJ: "Well...I was hoping you'd go get us some ice cream..."

Mr. Husband Cox vs. Mr. 4th Grade Cox

So...RJ's brother Greg teaches 4th grade at Ellis (where I teach).

After hearing THREE of my students say, "Teacher, there's your husband!" while pointing to Greg, I decided we needed to have a little talk... I figured I'd be quite the scandal when parents start thinking my husband works there....but then see me with Will and RJ....drama!

So we sat down on the rug and I drew a little diagram. We had a talk about who each "Mr. Cox" is (they deemed "Mr. Husband Cox" and "Mr. 4th Grade Cox" as the new names). We had a talk about what "brother-in-law" means...a little over their heads.

So ensued my stick figure drawing:

Notice RJ holding a computer (of course you can tell that from my art...ha), my weird 50's flip hair, little baby Will next to RJ's foot, and the big red heart...because we're in L-O-V-E! Then there's Mr. 4th Grade Cox over there with the crazy smile (wait...I just noticed that RJ didn't even get a face!) and a pencil...because every teacher holds a pencil all day!

Must have worked...haven't had the husband misunderstanding since!