Hey--I know I haven't posted for a while, but we are alive and kicking (some more than others), and really busy. Today was the first day in a while that Isaac woke up without a fever, so we're kind of focusing on getting Isaac well before Caleb arrives. Today was also the first day he started really displaying any symptoms besides the fever, so I'm kind of relieved that we don't have to guess so much anymore why he isn't feeling well (that's what we've had to do so far). At least he's doing much better now--hopefully he will gain an appetite again soon.
Only three more days of work for me! I will miss my kids! Today I typed up our Monday newsletter, and I wrote a note to the kids/parents saying when my last day was/how much I'll miss them all/etc. It was sad! You really grow attached to them after 8 months--even the behavior problems.

On our way to story time this morning, Isaac and I had the pleasure of following this lovely old Nissan. Normally, I do not pay much attention to who I am following, but I noticed this car for a number of reasons: First, besides the puffs of smoke flowing out the driver's side window, the windshield was smashed out, as though they had recently been in a head-on collision that involved the driver almost being flown out the windshield. On the back they had a bumper sticker on the window that said "Drive it Like You Stole It" (I'm sure the cops like that one). But to top it all off, they decided to dangle a replica of their male anatomy from their bumper so that it flew in the air as they accelerated. I almost wish it wasn't a replica. WHY would someone choose to make that sort of statement?
Pleasure driving behind you, dude...

Diane has tagged me, and since she seems to think I have nothing better to do than respond to her tag, and because we all love her, here it goes: I am supposed to list 7 weird things about myself.

1. I can't do a cartwheel, and I have never tried. I know I will look like an idiot.

2. I hope this baby will come LATE. Yes, you heard me. I want it to come after May 7th, because I want to keep teaching until then. Hopefully Caleb agrees with this.

3. I was going to go sky-diving, but I sort of chickened out the day before we were supposed to go. Adam, Luke, Zac, their dad, and Katelin all went, but I decided not to the day before. In my defense, it was more about the cost than the fear of actually jumping out of a plane. Unfortunately, they didn't let that one go for a while, and it may be a mistake mentioning it again.

4. There were 7 pairs of shoes in my living room this morning.

5. Only 2 of those pairs of shoes were not mine.

6. Of those remaining 5 pairs of shoes, probably only 1 of them fits me well.

7. I (plus Adam) own two wakeboards and bindings, our own lifejackets, and other various water sports equipment, but no one in our family or close friends has a wakeboarding/ski boat. So sad. Anyone want to buy a Parks board? Call Adam.

We, or I should say I, had a frustrating night tonight. After trying to get Isaac to eat dinner for an hour and a half, and tossing out the third meal of the day that he wouldn't eat (and that is a very common occurence), I finally just sat him down and let him eat spoonfuls of peanut butter, yogurt, and a handful of pretzels and berries. He was so proud of himself. What a weirdo. I can practically count all the things he likes to eat on one hand. And while he's eating his gourmet meal, Adam and I at least got to enjoy fresh salmon for dinner! Kid, you don't know what you're missing...