She can't stand up for long by herself, but she is doing it by herself. She will crawl over to about three feet infront of us, stop and then stand up for a few moments then sit back down and smile at us. I have to admit... it's really exciting!
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Lisa can stand up on her own!
She can't stand up for long by herself, but she is doing it by herself. She will crawl over to about three feet infront of us, stop and then stand up for a few moments then sit back down and smile at us. I have to admit... it's really exciting!
Monday, February 12, 2007
Lisa gets into something
When Lisa gets quiet we know something she is getting into something. Becky paniced for a moment when Lisa was not in her room, but quickly notice little feet sticking out of this bag. Lisa had crawled in and fallen asleep. Becky woke her up when she took her out of the bag. Here you can see she is really happy about being put back into the bag. Well I guess she really did get into something this time.
Friday, January 19, 2007
Picture of Lisa
Lisa has her own room in our new apartment. One of her favorite things to do is crawl into her room and shut the door. It's really amusing to hear her giggle of delight as the door thumps shut, transform into desperate cries of axiety as she realizes she can't open the door up again. To make matters worse, she positions herself behind the door, and takes her frustration out on the door with a good head butt! She also struggles to keep the door closed while Becky and I try to let her out again.
Friday, May 27, 2005
The Post Card
Hi, ,
That was a great joke. I have something to share even though it's not really a joke it really happened to me.
As you know the end of the school year is coming. I decided it was time to get rid of the prizes in my prize box. Quickly the children snapped up the best prizes, the toys and puzzles. All that was left were a few stickers and a postcard. I asked the students if any they wanted the stickers and they were taken immediatly by one student. I asked if anyone wanted the post card and all of the students hands shot into the air. Sean asked "What is a post card, Teacher?"
I explained that it was for writing a short note and showed the place where the address would go and the letter part. As soon as this was explained each hand lowered acompanied by a groan except Sean who exclaimed "Me Teacher, I want that!" and the post card was handed over to him.
I had forgotten about the postcard until a few days later when I noticed it sitting on my desk. I figured Sean had realized it was not such a great prize and returned it to me. I used it to mark the book I was reading. Several days later when I opened the book and pulled the post card out I saw that there was a note on it addressed to me.
The note read, "Thank you Teacher" and was signed by Sean. I was stunned and at that point recalled Sean asking me how to spell my name a couple of days before. Not one other student had said anything, and honeslty I had not expected them too. But Sean had seen this special opportunity in a post card no one wanted and made it into a treasure I will keep for a very long time.
