Tuesday, January 1, 2013
Sunday, December 2, 2012
In this video, he is letting us know how frustrated he is that he can't crawl yet. But then I cheer him up. During that part, we mention that he pulls a "Giselle!" -- that's what we call it when our boys get so excited they shove one of their fists into their mouth because it reminds us of the prince in Enchanted when he's in Central Park and hears Giselle and does the same thing. :)
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
Here we show the boys trying to stand this morning. I should have put them in pants so you could see their efforts better. I'm only barely supporting Joshua, but I had to hold James up to steady him at first. James just gets so excited he's up, he always starts dancing around, and then he loses his balance :).
ps. Joshua standing back up really was mostly due to his strength, I just helped him balance on his way back up!
Friday, September 21, 2012
Later in the day, during one of the boys' playtimes I noticed Joshua just staring at the blue ball so I placed it in front of him. He was so funny. He picked up his legs slowly and placed them up on the ball, and then looked over at me with a big smile on his face. Haha... it was like he was trying to tell me, "Look Mom- I can do it too!" He didn't quite get the kicking thing until this morning when Peter thought it would be fun to put the ball between both of the boys and let them kick it back and forth between them. See the video to see how happy this made them!
Monday, September 10, 2012
Saturday, June 2, 2012
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
2 1/2-3 cups flour
2 T sugar
1 rapid rise yeast packet
1/2 tsp salt
1 cup very warm water
2 T oil
1. In a large bowl, combine 1 cup of flour, sugar, salt, and undissolved yeast and stir well :)
2. Gradually add oil and water to the mixture. Blend at low speed until moistened. Then beat for 2 minutes at medium speed. By hand, stir in remaining flour until the dough pulls away from the side of the bowl.
3. On a floured surface, knead dough until it is smooth and elastic,
4. Roll out dough into either two 12 inch round pizzas or onto one large cookie sheet (that is what I did and it was a perfect size :) It worked out perfectly to just fold the dough over on the edges to create a crust- it poofed up very nicely.
5. Prick the dough several times with a fork (this is fun :)
6. Let rest for 15 minutes. (the dough will want time to recover from getting stabbed before it is placed in a burning oven)
7. Prebake the pizzas for 7 minutes at 425 degrees,
8, Top with desired toppings and then return the pizzas to the oven for 7-10 additional minutes.
9. Enjoy the best homemade pizza ever.
And the best part? Less than 45 minutes from start to finish.
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Here is a list of marriage advice from my students...
1. Don't get divorced, have fun living with each other, and don't ever get in a fight. Just be nice.
2. Hug and kiss but make sure he likes you first.
3. Love each other, respect each other, and never give up on him.
4. Never yell at each other or be rude to each other.
5. Get speakers to get Peter's attention.
6. Eat lots of cows.
7. Stick together and give gifts to each other.
8. Have 28 kids and eat lots of cookies.
9. Get a 19 layer cake for the reception.
10. Don't let Peter go out with his friends a lot.
11. Keep believing in him- Never stop believing. And never stop loving him.
12. Never get a divorce because you both are really nice and smart.
13. Peter should be our substitute teacher next year.
14. Kiss. Have a good time. Have kids.
15. You should know, Miss Wagner gets nicer and nicer as the days go on and if you keep going she'll be the nicest woman on the planet.
16, You should kiss Peter with lipstick and you should kiss him before you say I Do.
17. Take good care of Lacy [the family dog], Peter.
18. Never fight. Play with him. Take each other to a restaurant.
19. Be nice. Eat lots of ice cream. Play frisbee.
20. Be nice and have fun.
21. Always go to BYU games.
22. You should name all of your babies after people in our class.
23. Get 3 children. Go on dates often. And go to Chuck-a-Rama.
24. I think that you guys won't fight, but if you do, the first thing you should do is compromise.
Friday, June 17, 2011
Thursday, April 7, 2011
So it has been forever (over a month- can you believe it?) since I have posted... luckily I have a bunch of stories I can put up here... I just need to make the time to just do it :)
For St. Patrick's Day my class made a clover and wrote on it, finishing this phrase:
The luckiest thing for me would be:
(here are what I consider my top ten answers I received :)
1. To make 60 friends every day.
2. If I could have my birthday every month (I bet she wasn't thinking what her age would have to be in a few decades :)
3. To get to go to school every day- even on weekends.
4. To have lots of legs.
5. If hunting was forbidden (this girl is obviously not a true Spanish fork girl :)
6. If I could write with a quill instead of a pencil.
7. If I could have my own room (this one was written 13 times)
8. If I never had to have the hiccups.
9. If I could always live anywhere but Alaska (Hahaha I wonder why this kid feels so strongly against Alaska...)
10. (And the one that will make this boy's parents proud) If I could be like Captain Moroni and save the world.
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Monday, February 21, 2011
I was so worried about missing the beginning that I started filming too early (song starts at about 18 seconds into it) that I ended up running out of memory card space and missed about that much of the end. Just the big finale... no biggie... oh well.
This still gets most of the good stuff. It's pretty funny. Enjoy!
Friday, February 18, 2011
1. I bet parents would be moritified if they knew how much their children divulged during the school day. One day a little girl came up to me and said, "Guess what, Miss Wagner! My aunt and uncle just got a puppy!."
"That's so exciting for them!" I replied. (random...)
The girl went on, "Yep... my aunt told my uncle it was time for either a baby or a puppy so he said PUPPY!"
2. Don Juan is at it again. Near the end of January, I brought my students each a treat for a reward party they earned. As they were eating them, Don Juan asked me if i could bring everyone treats everyday. "Ummm no" was my response as I continued passing the brownies out. But then the little girl sitting next to him piped in to say, "I'm bringing you a treat for Valentine's Day!" (Valentine's Day was only a month away... :)
3. But Don Juan is not the only one inspiring love in the classroom. At the beginning of January, I rearranged the seats. When the bell rang for afternoon recess to start, a girl stayed back in the classroom so she could talk to me. (picture this conversation with all of the drama a nine year old is capable of)..."Miss WAGNER! I canNOT believe you seated me so close to Johnny (fake name)!"
I looked over at his seat... it was at a whole different table... I pointed this out and she responded, "But he is SO close. How am I supposed to concentrate?"
I told her I was confident that she'd survive, but she just shook her head, grabbed her coat, and mumbled on her way out the the door, "I don't think I'm going to learn anything this term..."
Can you believe it?
Somehow I forgot about the crush, and they ended up next to each other last week when I switched the desks again. But... it worked out for the best (for me...), because after one whole day of sitting next to him, she stomped up to me after school to tell me, "I don't like Johnny anymore. He's sooooooo annoying. I can't stand him! Can I move?"
Apparently Johnny should stick to long distance relationships.
Love the drama :)
Friday, January 21, 2011
But today, she started earlier than usual. Right after the bell rang, she came up to me rubbing her face and told me that today it was her jaw that was really hurting. Again I tried to show as much concern as possible, but instead of just telling her to be brave, I decided to try giving a cure and told her that perhaps she might want to just try breathing really, really carefully during the morning.
"Ohh, okay Miss Wagner," She took a deep breath and nodded her head. "I'll try." Then she walked away with the most serious expression. I just smiled. But then I had to regret my choice of cure (or at least saying it as loud as I must have) when I heard a boy across the room whisper to his friend, "Uh oh... Miss Wagner said somebody's breathing too loud."
Uh oh... when that story gets around I'm going to look like such a psycho teacher.
Thank goodness Parent Teacher Conferences were last week.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
So here's my latest amusing moment. It just happened an hour ago and it's probably going to get my class beat up at recess this afternoon...
As I was walking my class to music, one of the fourth grade classes we passed by had their door open so I told my class to wave to the fourth graders. They were happy to wave and everything was fine until my class clown and secret favorite :) pointed into the room as it was his turn to pass and said in a disdainful (and unfortunately loud) voice, "Fourth Grade Nothings!"
Hahaha- have you ever read that book? I guess it's my fault for reading my class, "Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing" every day this week before lunch! But I couldn't help it in that moment. I was thrown so off guard, (and really, I thought it was pretty clever) that I just laughed, and my class must have taken that as my consent as a moment later, the rest of them pointed and said it again (in perfect and clear unison) to the next fourth grade class that also had their door open.
Oh boy... I'm probably going to be shunned by the fourth grade teachers today at lunch. And I told my class as we waited outside the music room door, that if they get picked on at recess today, they brought it on themselves.
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Monday, November 29, 2010
Saturday, November 20, 2010
I popped them into the oven, and then went back to join everyone in the other room and announced, "Be excited, Grandpa. You're 15 minutes away from heaven."
His eye brows shot up. "I sure hope you mean symbolically."
Oh shoot. Me too... wrong choice of words.... but we had a good laugh :)
I sure love him.
BEST Bran Muffins (courtesy of my cousin Monica :)
1 cup shortening
2 cups sugar
4 beaten eggs
4 cups buttermilk
4 cups All Bran Cereal (the kind that looks like cat food)
2 tsp. salt
5 tsp. baking soda
2 cups boiling water
5 cups flour
In a large bowl, cream the shortening and sugar. Add eggs and mix. Then add buttermilk, cereal, boiling water, baking soda and salt. Mix. Let cereal dissolve a bit. Fold in flour.
Bake at 350 degrees for 18 min.
(And if you don't want to cook it all at the same time- my cousin Monica says the batter can last in the fridge for over a week) Enjoy!
Monday, November 15, 2010
I must have been wrong.
Last week I was in the middle of a multiplication lesson, and I had to turn my back to the class to write a few problems on the board. When I turned around it was to see the last thing I expected in the middle of a math lesson (who knew math was so romantic?). There was Don Juan leaning over in his chair with his arms around the shy girl, his eyes closed, and a contented smile across his face! The poor girl looked scared out of her wits and was grimacing in an enduring sort of way.
Iwas so surprised I just gasped.
The boy's eyes popped open and unfortunately, he let go.
The poor girl fell right out of her chair with a thud to the ground! And the whole class got to see it as my gasp had focused all their attention on her. (Luckily, they don't know all the details of the situation- I'd hate to encourage any more of that happening!) I felt so bad. When she climbed back up, her face was the same color as her her bright red hair. But what I couldn't believe is that it didn't seem to phase my little Don Juan one bit! He just went right back to writing his math notes with a cocky shake of his head and a big grin on his face. What a stinker!
A few minutes later I announced there would be a new seating chart the following day. Lucky me, at recess, I had a whole procession of girls coming up to request to sit next to that boy because they said they thought it'd be fun.
Ohhhh I bet it would.
Which is why it's NOT going to happen.
Instead he is currently nicely seated to the next best thing to a boy: a tall tomboy.
And I'm loving it :)
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
My students draw portraits of me all the time. I guess that's what I get for standing in front of them 8 hours a day. Some of them make me wonder what the kids really think of me... The one shown above was gifted to me today. Oh boy. But I think it's my favorite one yet.
Monday, November 1, 2010
But it beats my two girls who came up to me right after announcements were over to tell me that one of their dogs had just had puppies. "That's so great!" I said.
But then they asked me, "So we were wondering if we could bring in their tails..."
"What?!" I stopped flipping through papers. They had my full attention.
"Our dad had to chop off all their tails and we saved them in a bag so we could bring them for the class to see."
Hmmm... I think I'm going to save that show and tell day for a day that I have a sub :)
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Here I am with my roommate Jayna in our Saturday Halloween Costumes
Too bad we were too sick to actually go out in them last night... we got ready but soon realized there was no way a night of party-hopping was going to happen. Lame, huh? But at least we were supporting the best team! I LOVE the Suns and right now I'm working on converting Jayna. That's why I posted this picture as proof that I must be making some sort of progress because there she is in a jersey!
I especially love that the Suns creamed the Jazz on Thursday. I was so bummed that I had Parent Teacher Conferences that night. Is it bad that I was tempted to offer an extra treat to any kid who could bring the score with them when they came with their parents?
Don't worry- my better judgment warned against it... at least for my first conference :) But it would've been nice :)
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Friday, October 15, 2010
And that is where I learned my lesson on lying.
I set the package on the counter and the girl began filling ou a slip about who was dropping it off. I figured my roommate would be a better contact if there were any problems so I decided to submit the package as her. The girl started making friendly conversation as she assisted me.
"So what's your relation?"
Since I was Jayna at the moment, I answered, "Brother."
"Oh! How long has he been in?"
"This is his first day." I put on my best proud sister smile.
"Where's he going?"
Uh-oh. I tried to find it on the address but I couldn't see it, so I was finally honest and said, "You know,Uh... I don't know." I smiled. I looked like such an idiot.
She looked very confused.
So like a ditz I continued, "Hopefully he'll write me back soon so I know where he's going."
I paid for the package and walked away.
And she probably told everyone else at work about the ditzy girl, who should have been a blonde, who's officially the worst sister ever.
And hopefully while she's telling this story she doesn't remember that my name's "Jayna."
Saturday, October 9, 2010
During our second set of centers this week, my students had to finish Halloween story starters. I was killed off in the one below. But at least I was still alive as a ghost. I couldn't believe that the girl remembered that my dog's name is Lacy- I've only said it once! How funny she had me and my dog show up as ghosts (you can also see our gravestones), but my favorite part is my speech bubble of what I'm saying. Apparently I came back from the dead to visit this little girl to say, "Holla!"
I guess I should have expected it. For instance I have 2 boys I call my Don Juans. They can't sit next to anyone too long for all the flirtations that inevitably happen. And it's like it doesn't matter who the girl is! As soon as they're seated next to a girl, I see them move in with a "Well hello."
Maybe I should seat them next to each other. :)
Like my mentor told me the other day, spring must have come early to my school.
My favorite elementary school romance moment was when I was teaching a 6th grade class Shakespeare in my free time last week. I gave them descriptions of several plays and had them vote on which ones they wanted to perform scenes from for my third grade class. They overwhelmingly voted for Macbeth, Julius Caesar and Romeo and Juliet. Because of the descriptions I gave them (and because of my judgments about the class) I selected one of the opening scenes of Romeo and Juliet where the families brawled instead of one of the sappy romance ones.
The group that chose to be in that play looked it over and then a boy asked in frustration, "Where's Romeo?"
I said he wasn't in that scene yet, but they could go a few extra lines and then he'd be there.
"But Juliet isn't. The best part is when Juliet and Romeo get to be together."
Whoa. I wasn't expecting that from this cool-looking, popular sixth grader.
Then a girl volunteered, "I'll be Juliet!!"
I told them I would copy the scene where they meet for them to do as well if they really wanted it.
Their response- "Duh."
When I brought it back, their conversation was so funny. The boy looked it over then shyly addressed Juliet. "So we should probably... hug or at least... uh.... hold hands. Make it more realistic."
Oh Romeo. That sixth grade teacher is going to have her hands full too.
Saturday, September 25, 2010
But if you can believe anything could possibly be more entertaining than their pictures you should see their writing.
One of the funniest things I've seen was when one boy wrote, "I like school because I can learn mathematics. Why? Because you need them in life. I just don't know where..."
One of the cutest things I've seen was in a story a little girl wrote. I just love this phrase, "We were so happy we could not lose that smile of ours."
I want to frame that.
And one of the most heartbreaking things I've read was actually written on Friday. Each child wrote about the person they most admire. One girl wrote, "I really admire my dad, because I look like him and I love him too. He works at -------- and I don't see him enough."
Makes me so glad for the dad I had and the decisions he made so he could be home as much as he was and is.
I just stood and watched it. It only lasted a moment before it turned boring again. But as I was driving off to work, I thought to myself, "With a sunrise like that, I know today's going to be a great day."
Haha this ended up being the beginning to some of my hardest days of the school year so far. I got to work 2 hours early to get a project ready for the kids to work on. But when I got to school, my internet on my computer was out.
Everything I needed was on my email.
I was a little panicked because I thought I was already cutting it close on time to have the project done for all the parents to see in just three school days later. I thought of running home to grab my laptop and then had a brilliant idea to run down to the computer lab to see if there was internet there. Maybe my computer was the only one at the school that had lost it.
In hindsight I wish I would have just driven home. After all, I DID have 2 hours before school started. But instead, in my hurry, I decided to RUN to the lab. I guess I'm not a patient person. And unfortunately, I'm also klutzy, and somehow as I was running, I managed to trip on my own feet and fall to the floor, smacking my chin against the ground, causing my teeth to crash into each other.
Ow. It still makes me cringe.
By ten when my kids were at their specialty classes, I realized there was a problem that it still hurt too much to talk. I called my mom and cried and you should have seen my kids' poor faces when I picked them up from music and they noticed I had been crying. They looked scared. But at least they stopped making fun of how I was talking :)
My mentor teacher was so nice to me. She covered my class so I could run to the dentist at lunchtime to find out how much damage had happened. Luckily, I found out my teeth were essentially fine- they were just traumatized. But to be safe, to keep them from all dying, I shouldn't eat anything hard, crunchy, chewy, hot or cold for at least a week. So I had 7 days of lukewarm yogurt to look forward to. yay.
At the end of the day, I realized that I hadn't made ANY headway on that giant project that needed to be done now in 2 school days. I had been so out of it all day with pain, that my class was also going to be behind schedule in almost EVERY subject. And I realized that something like this was going to stink for the next few days too, because it made talking painful and that's all I do all day.
When I drove back into my parking lot, I remembered my thought from the morning, that with a sunrise like the one I saw, the rest would be destined to be a perfect day. And I was kind of ticked that it had actually been quite the opposite. But looking back, I know that I shouldn't have seen it as a sign to make feel entitled to a perfect day. Instead, after everything else, it was the blessing of the day- the compensation for how much worse everything was to get. And I am so grateful for that short burst of light that ended up making that otherwise not-so-enjoyable day worth it.
I'm happy to report that I'm fine now. Three days ago I took my first bites into something crunchy. Hooray for being normal again. I could almost forget it ever happened if it weren'f for my students reminding me everytime we walked down the hall to walk slower so I don't hurt myself. How pathetic is that?
Saturday, September 18, 2010
But I doubt such luck could/will last my whole life. Next time, I'll play it safe and share :)
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Monday, September 6, 2010
A few days after school started, a few girls walked in at the bell holding a bouquet of sunflowers and brought them to me. I thanked them- I love flowers- and asked them where they got them. They responded, "Oh! We were playing at recess and saw them in the yard across the street." Which used to have a beautiful garden. Oops. But it was so sweet.
At the end of the first week of school I had all the kids write me a letter so I could write each of them back. The one from my child genius of the class cracked me up. He wrote,
"Dear Miss Wagner,
I don't know what to say. Ummmm.... I'm glad I'm in your class. A few days ago, I thought, 'I wonder if my teacher will like me. Will I like her?'
Well, if she does, I can reward her with her very own 'All about Miss Wagner Website.' I do like you, and you like me. If you like the idea, write me back and tell me about yourself. I'll give you the site address."
On my gosh. What do you say back? I think I handled it alright, but I couldn't believe how funny he was.
This last Friday was a great day. The whole school had a field trip to go swimming at a local pool. My kids all showed up to school with great excitement and asked me after Bellwork if I was wearing my swimming suit. I had to tell them no, because I had left it in Arizona and they were all bummed. I was too.
So at recess a little girl in my class came up and asked, "What size of swimming suit do you wear?" I answered, "Uhh I'm not sure, I'd have to check."
She went away with her brow furrowed, deep in thought.
But the persistent little girl came up at lunch again but with a friend this time and said, "Teacher, we really need to know what size of swimming suit you wear, because I really think you could wear my mom's!"
Oh my gosh. Thank goodness she didn't call her mom. That would have been so embarrassing. But so sweet, right?
And then my last one was my mistake. I bought some Nilla wafers to have in my classroom for when I needed a snack when I worked late. I took them to the teacher lunchroom with me on Friday to have some with my lunch. When I returned to my classroom, I didn't have much time so I just set them on my desk before I went to retrieve my class from recess. My mistake. Because when we returned from the field trip that afternoon, I let my class go into the room ahead of me and all of a sudden I heard a chorus of cries, "Our teacher brought us cookies!!!!" Oops. I was all of a sudden a hero. I couldn't let them down. I no longer have any cookies.
But isn't life great? I'm sure I'll have some more to write about soon :) Teaching is the best job ever.
Today's story is about how all my roommates probably think I'm crazy. (But since I've lived with them for almost two weeks, I hope they think I'm normal by now. Hopefully)
Everything went topsy-turvy two weeks ago. I knew it was going to be a crazy week, because it was the week before I started my internship teaching school and because I also had to move out from my old apt to my new one. But I had a plan. I had my goals of what I was going to do each day- I'd make moving a gradual process so it wouldn't be such a pain. I was going to be just fine. Right?
Wrong. Everything was fine until one day my roommate came home and told me that she had just returned from the doctor and they told her that her spots that had been bugging her were the result of bed bugs. We couldn't believe how this could happen to us. We're not slobs. We wash our laundry. Finally we concluded that maybe they had been brought back from a hotel from a recent trip or something. But no matter where they originated, the gradual process plan was thrown out the window- I wasn't going to be there a moment longer with that in the apt. I moved out that night.
I had to go into action mode. I threw away my bedding (sad day) and took my stuff to my new apt where I realized I needed to start purging things FAST just in case some had traveled into my stuff. I didn't have any bites and everything looked fine but I had to clean everything for peace of mind and to just be on the safe side.
But I didn't want to tell my roommates because I didn't want them freaking out or spreading the word that "Bug Girl" had just moved in with them.
So I started a crazy clothes washing frenzy in between making the trips back and forth between my apts as I retrieved my belongings. My new roommate probably thought I was a freak when I returned from a trip and saw in a panic that she had turned off my bedroom light that I had left on (they come out in the dark you know!) and I said, "Umm... could you leave my light on while I'm gone?" I didn' t know what to say to explain my odd behavior so I stumbled on lamely, "I like the light to be on when I get home."
I cringed. I sounded crazy to myself. But what else could I do?
I stayed up until 1 washing things down and then woke back up at 5 to keep on going. Between going to bed and waking up to find me still doing laundry (I had to wash purses, towels, coats- everything), and seeing me wiping EVERYTHING down- not to mention the looks I got when I was vacuuming my new mattress- my roommates were probably regretting the decision to live there, because I probably looked like the most insane clean freak ever.
But I'm really not. I'm relatively normal. Things that you think only happen in movies really do happen sometimes.
Now you know my story. I haven't had any further problems, so it's safe to laugh about it now.
Just please don't refer to me as Bug Girl :)
Monday, August 9, 2010
I can't believe it. One, because I feel like I have so much more to do that it shouldn't be able to come up that fast; and two, because I just don't feel like I'm old enough for this to actually be happening.
It's funny that the choice to do this, instead of the shorter and simpler student teaching route, took me so long. I'm never indecisive. In fact, for almost everything else I can think of, I only let myself be in turmoil over something for a maximum of like 24 hours (who wants to lose sleep?). And then I stubbornly stick with it and charge forward. But this choice felt like it took me forever to make.
And I can't even imagine why now, because I'm so excited!!!
I have a feeling this next year will be my best adventure yet. After all, "You never know what kinds of treasure you might find in 3rd Grade..." (or so says the cheesy sign I made for outside my door :)
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Friday, July 30, 2010
My family wanted to see how it turned out and this was the easiest way to show them so here you go family! Just don't judge too harshly- I only had 2 nights to work on it...
I had to pick a children's song from our teacher's selection and turn it into a story with a suspenseful plot. Suspenseful is not really the word I would choose to describe most children's songs so hopefully what I came up with will work.
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Saturday, July 17, 2010
Here's my desk and cubby area in the back left corner:
Here's the back wall (you'll probably have to click on it to open it up to see all the details):
Like I would really do that :)