crafty

Before the school year started I wanted to make something cute for my classroom. After looking in Pinterest, I was inspired by several things I saw. What I decided to do was cut up parts of books and Mod Podge them on a big letter E. It turned out awesome!

I pained the E white before doing anything else so it wouldn't look like it did with my frames.

After doing a lot of cutting I decided I wanted to make it only Harry Potter. Duh. So I made sure to cut out pieces from the first book that I loved, making sure each of the characters were represented. I also cut out a few chapter titles with their picture to break up the text.

 Finished product!

I have it hanging over the sink, and it looks pretty awesome, I'm not gonna lie.

don't touch that!

My class started a new science experiment Thursday. They wanted to test different places in the classroom and outside to see where the most germs are. In order to actually see germs form I bought a loaf of french bread to rub all over the different locations. Just as I was pulling out the bread one of my kids yelled "Don't touch it Ms. Ewing! It has wheat in it!" They're already taking care of me!

gross

I was at the doctors office a few days ago minding my own business when two ladies decided to strike up a conversation across the waiting room. Clearly I didn't record the conversation, but I did start making notes on my phone after awhile so I wouldn't forget the most important parts. Therefore, some of the conversation is totally fabricated to what I'm sure they said.

Pregnant Lady: Tell me about your birth story.

Not Anymore a Pregnant Lady: Oh, let me tell you how disgusting it was and totally freak you out. I know you're about to have a baby and all, but you should probably still hear this.

Pregnant Lady: Do tell! 

Not Anymore a Pregnant Lady: Blah, blah blah. And then they started doing the c-section and I could feel them cutting. So I sit up some and totally see my stomach coming out of my body. That's when I passed out.

Pregnant Lady: Please tell me more! This isn't terrifying at all!

Not Anymore a Pregnant Lady: Also they left the afterbirth in me. I ended up pooping it out, but I thought it was totally normal because I hadn't had a baby before. (I don't really know anything about giving birth, but I'm pretty sure she said she pooped out her afterbirth. I stopped listening for awhile because I was totally disgusted and terrified.)

Pregnant Lady: Things to look forward to!

Not Anymore a Pregnant Lady: I hope I don't have to wait much longer to see the doctor. I need to stop smoking marijuana, so I hope the doctor can give me my meds so I can stop...You look really tired. I can see it in your eyes.

Pregnant Lady: That's just what an about to pop pregnant lady wants to hear! Thanks!

Scariest waiting room ever. 

flagged book

Remember that Seinfeld episode where George takes the book into the bathroom and it gets flagged? Yeah. That happened this week. One of my kids went to the restroom and the TA that was in my room went to check on him because he was in there for a long time. So she asks him if he's ok and he says yeah, come in. Well she did and he was sitting on the toilet, reading one of my books.

That book was totally flagged and thrown out. I don't even know how to begin cleaning a bathroom book from a 2nd grader. No thanks. That's not part of my job description.

kid quote

Kid: (Running up to me a lunch recess with a ziploc bag in his hand) I lost my tooth! Look!

Me: That's awesome!

Kid: (a few minutes after walking into the room) Ms. Ewing, I need a new baggie.

Me: Why? What happened to the one your tooth was in?

Kid: Well I took the tooth out to show you and the bag got dirty. I had to throw the bag away because my mom said the tooth fairy won't take dirty teeth!

kid quote

My class this year it pretty hilarious. Not in a, hey let me tell you a joke kind of way. They're hilarious in a, they have no idea what they just said but it struck my funny bone kind of way. Because of this I have a feeling I will be putting random quotes on here as needed. To start us off here is a semi-sad, semi-cute, semi-funny quote. (Before I say it let me just say I thought it was funny because it was totally out of nowhere and he was clearly really tired.)

In the middle of the day on the first Friday of the school year:

Kid: (burst into tears while walking to the carpet) Ms. Ewing, my mom won't kiss me goodnight anymore and I want her to!

Me: Have you told her that?

Kid: Yes! But she's a really important person and has a lot of important things to do at night. Her things are way more important than giving me a kiss. And I really want a goodnight kiss.

Me: Well, why don't you try telling her again tonight how important it is to you. If you want you can write her a letter.

Kid:....Ok. I guess so. I just want a kiss.

i'm not alone!

I went and got my hair done (you know it's time when a friend asked if you dyed your hair darker...oops) and while I was there Sonya, my hairdresser for going on 6 years now?, and I caught up. I was telling her all about my crazy back and she immediately said there was a girl that worked there that had phytophotodermatitis as well! Small world. 

As I was checking out, Cat, the fellow allergic to sun person, and I were talking and her's is way worse than mine. Apparently she can't even drink anything with citrus if the sun is shining, and I think she said she has to avoid citrus for 24 hours after being in the sun. Crazy. Her last burn she said was on her wrist and it turned into a 3rd degree burn. I think I'm lucky I was in the sun for as little time as I was. The worst, oh man I cringe just thinking about it, she was in Cancun and was walking out of the pool with a glass full of tequila and another glass full of lime juice and she tripped and fell and it got ALL over her. At this point she had no idea what was causing these burns and she stayed out at the pool and her entire body was covered in burns because she had spilled her juice. Man that sucks.

At least now I know what I have wasn't just made up by doctors trying to figure out what the hell was wrong with me.