Conversations with Jessie

Me: I have not had a good "Conversations with Jessie" in a while.
Jessie: Uh-huh.
Me: Did you read my post about...
Jessie: Heather, I don't read your blog.

I'm ready...

...to not be at work today.
...to relax in a raft on the American River
...to hang out with some of my favorite people.
...to de-stress.
...to drink wine until I'm goofy.
...to not think about anything but having a good time for a few days.

Conversations with...

No, not Jessie. I know that my readers are always a fan of that feature. But today I will pay tribute to my best friend Brittaney, who does not have a blog but should because of hilarious gems like this one:

Scene: intermission at Jessie's musical

Brittaney: I need something to eat...and something to pee in.

Apparently she did not care if it was a toilet, just a bowl shaped receptical of some kind.

It has been a long time...

..but last night I got drunk dialed.

Thanks for making my night Josh, Toni, and Ryan. I love you guys.

I didn't get that memo.

I went to the dentist the other day and of course I have cavities. The dentist told me I had "a couple" cavities which I thought meant two. But no, I have four. FOUR! So then she asks me how often I floss my teeth and I say "a couple times a week." (which I admit is an slight exageration). And she tells me, "Well really you should be flossing twice a day."

Twice a day. Since when? Has anyone else heard of this because this is news to me. Oh well. The first filling will take place on June 1st. I say first because I have so many, I have to go back two times. At least I have a better dental plan.

Over the Rhine

I have been waiting for Grant to post something about the Over the Rhine show we went and saw the other night so I could simply post something like this:

"My thoughts exactly"

And then have a link to Grant's site so you could read his review. But since he hasn't, I guess I do have something to say.

What that performance made me realize was that everything really does happen for a reason. Just go with me.

When Grant let for Georgia to do the internship with Paste, I was less than thrilled if you can imagine. As crappy as it was to be away from him for 3 months, had he not gone, we probably never would have thought to listen to an Over the Rhine album. Seeing them perform was seriously one of the coolest expereinces of my life. Had Grant never gone, it would never have happened.

I know I may sound crazy and I may be reading way too much into this whole thing, but seriously, be thankful for all the expereinces you have in your life. I really think that there is a reason why they happen. And it is really, really cool when you figure that out.

Wedding nightmares.

I have had several of them. Last night I dreamed that it was not until after the ceromony was over that I realized the flowers had not been delivered. Then, it was not until after the reception was over that I realized that my future inlaws had not been there at all. When I asked Grant where they were, he told me that they had forgotten that they had already committed to going to a graduation party and just couldn't attend both. Next thing I know, Grant and I are at the graduation party and I confronted his parents about their decision. His mom's response was, "Well, we already RSVPed to this party and you know, he (the guy the graduation party was for) has always felt like a son to me."

Pretty funny. Luckily the only wedding nightmares I have experienced have been the ones that wake me up in the middle of the night.

Why the groom is not involved in picking out the flowers.

Me: What do you want on the boutonnieres?
Grant: Flowers.
Me: Okay, but...
Grant: Or...mice.

Lovely.

Why didn't I think of this before?

Last night I got 8 hours of sleep. 8 full hours. And can I just say that this morning, I feel fabulous. I can't wait to go to bed at a decent hour tonight.

Is it weird....

...that I am totally excited to have this:

"Hello, you have reached the desk of Heather Andersen etc, etc,"

I have a desk! It is inside a cubicle! And I like, decorated it, with pictures and stuff! And I get to wear clothes to work that are not riddled with tempura paint and "children stuff." I feel so grown-up!

Goodbye

It was my last day of work on Friday and it was full of sad goodbyes and more tears than I ever thought I would shed. But, life goes on. The kids will be fine, I will be fine, everything will be fine. However, the kids did leave me with one final gift to remember them by....the flu. Yay!

Conversations with Jessie

This afternoon...

Jessie: I need a drink. Oh wait...I can now!
Me: Nice.

Happy 21st birthday Jess.

Drop whatever it is that you are doing...

...and go buy The Kite Runner. Amazing is all I need to say.

Ouch.

I quit my job and my last day is the 25th. I start my new job on March 1st. I am excited, really excited. I am nervous, really nervous. I knew that I needed to change jobs, but I did not realize that it was going to be this hard. Especially after conversations like this:

Child 1: Why are you leaving us Miss Heather?
Me: Because I have to.
Child 2: But you are a teacher, and teachers are supposed to be with kids.
Me: I know, but I am not going to be a teacher anymore. I am going to do something different.
Child 3: But who is going to take care of us?

It was after that last question that I had to leave the table.

What a sweet guy!

I love this man!

Conversations with Jessie

Scene: Jessie has just told me a very long detailed story about how she got up really early this morning to get all dolled up for the boy who works at the coffee shop only to find out that upon her arrival, he was not in today. Action:

Jessie: My outfit was wasted!
Me: You will just have to go back tomorrow.
Jessie: Yeah. But now I need a new outfit and this one was the money outfit. I mean, anyone would have wanted to have me in this. Seriously.

My little sister ladies and gentlemen.

I'm the babe Napoleon's takin' to the dance!

Trisha


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More on that later.

Heh?

What I thought I heard:

"It's a cow's weenie!"

What was actually said:

"Here's the cow, sweetie!"

Earthworms have feelings too!

As an early childhood educator I follow the belief that children have a right to their feelings and emotions...even if the emotions they are expressing are unpleasant ones. An emotions has a beginning, middle and end and it would be unfair to the child and inappropriate as a professional to try to disregard the child's emotion or distract them from it. In the case of major emotional outbursts, I do my best to deal with it in a developmentally appropriate and acknowledge their feeling by either giving them the words to use such as, "You seem to be very angry," or having the child tell me how they are feeling by asking something like, "How did that make you feel?"

Another common practice of mine is asking a lot of open-ended questions such as why? what? how? etc. This will help encourage language development and independent thinking skills.

So...

The other day, while the children were outside, they found an earthworm (or as one kid described to me "Miss Heather! We found a snake!" I freaked out slightly). Anyway, they were completely enthralled with the worm and about 10 of them were circled around the tiny little writhing thing.

During circle time, we talked about the worm. I asked the kids a few questions then I asked "How did the worm feel?" I was hoping to hear some of the following words: "wet," "slimy," "wiggly." Instead, the only little one who said anything was, "He felt mad!"

Well at least they are getting the concept....not quite the right context.