Farmer's Breakfast

I feel like every week I am preparing for or recouping from a school event. With 5 weeks of school left I am beginning to approach my patience threshold and the kids are entering the next developmental phase and are choosing to show me in some questionable ways.  We are all trying to work together so we can soon have some time away from each other :). The kids are complaining about the room being too loud, their emotions are a little high, and I gave the first warning to the perfect student the other day.  Between the demands of curriculum, the specials classes they sit through, and the incidentals that take up our day we are trying to get in as much playtime as possible.  

We are learning about farms this week and next so my Florida born PK3 teammates were looking to me for expertise.  Ha! Iowa isn't ALL farm and I certainly have nothing to offer being born into a tie and dress pants family. However with PK3 we go as far as eggs come from hens and milk comes from cows.  We ended this week with the farmers breakfast and Farmer Cousin gathered some eggs and prepared sausage so we could all enjoy what comes to us from farm life. Despite the fuses being blown halfway through while 30 young children were impatiently waiting for breakfast, it was a fun morning.  We all dressed like an Iowa stereotype with a couple cowgirls thrown in there.  It was interesting to see the interpretation of "dress like a farmer".  I'm still wondering if the tutus I saw were the result of a "pick my battle" between mom and daughter that morning or if that was their idea of a farmer.  I would not be surprised with the later...and I'm taking about the parent.

Hoppy Easter Peeps!

Will and I were welcomed to an Easter celebration with friends and their family.  I think I had 4 different kinds of cake but who's counting?  

Tullian's Easter message was fantastic. View or listen! www.crpc.org

"The gospel never starts with what we need to do; it always begins with what God has already done; to get it backwards is to miss the gospel."

Deep Sea Fishing

This is an activity that I didn't partake in and it gave Will an opportunity to have some quality guy time on the sea. Never mind that half of them were loosing their breakfast and then some with sea sickness.   Sound fun? :) Will came back with fish stories that reached another level from the lake fish tales.  If he didn't have a picture of the hammerhead shark they reeled in I wouldn't have bought it but yes, they managed to catch a hammerhead and while it was their means of excitement it solidified my fear of going more than ankle deep in the ocean.  I think it was the first time Will has brought home dinner other than a couple burritos. I have now expanded from strictly only eating tilapia to craving Maui Maui.  

I'm thankful for the experiences Will and I are having while we are here.  From deep sea fishing to shooing kids away from fighting iguanas on the playground, we are seeing some new things.