I wish I could say this is the view of a nearby mountainside, but it isn't, not yet anyway. Too early. It's just a pretty picture of some beautiful foliage. Soon enough. I'm anxious to see autumn here. Should be quite a show.I spoke with the director of the ballet school about our situation. She encouraged me to give the class another chance and she would talk to Miss Vickie about making nice with Allison. I've been trying to say nice things about Vickie and ballet class to Allison in hopes that by Friday she may be willing to give it a shot. She's coloring a picture for Vickie as we speak. We'll see.
Some sort of LOST show is on tonight. A synopsis of the past two seasons or something. The ABC website said the 2 hr. Finale from last season was supposed to be on this past Monday and it wasn't. I have the DVR set to record tonight's show in case I don't get to watch it. That's right folks, the Cooks have entered the world of Digital Video Recording! Very cool and much less complicated than operating a VCR.
I started this post a few days ago. So here it is Friday afternoon and Allison didn't participate in ballet this morning. Let me say that Vickie was very kind to her and made a good effort to get her to participate. After about 25 minutes of class it was apparent that Allison was not going to join in. I'm not sure what to do. Part of me says to keep at it and push through. The other part of me says to see if we can switch to a different class. At this point it may not even be a Vickie/Allison thing, it may be a ballet thing, I don't know.
I've been thinking about tattoos lately. Not about getting one, just about why other people get them, and who gets them, and where they put them. Last night at Petco our cashier was a young guy with several tattoos and those tribal type earrings that fit into the hole in your ear. I was thinking that he wasn't an especially cool looking guy and maybe he wanted the tattoos and earrings to try to look more cool. In his case it didn't really work. On the other hand, many of his tattoos on his arms were of reptiles and maybe he's expressing some love of animals - I don't know. He also had the words, "You can't kill it if you haven't created it." What does that mean, I wonder. Still doesn't explain the earrings. Then there was a woman with a v-neck t-shirt on and a very large tattoo across her chest. All I can think of when I see a woman with large tattoos in very conspicuous places is that someday they are going to be wrinkled old ladies with wrinkly tattoos. Somehow old men with tattoos is easier for me to digest than old women. There was also a man at the store with numbers, block style, tattooed on the back of his shaved head, hmmmm. I guess he can cover those if he ever wants to by growing his hair, maybe not. He was not a young man, more middle age. It makes me curious about the stories behind the tattoos people choose. Sometimes it's just a pretty picture or special symbol, but sometimes there's got to be a story behind them. Does this mean I am against tattoos? I don't really have an opinion. They aren't for me and I don't like to see them covering large parts of a persons body, and I might freak if one of my girls ever got one, but I guess there are worse things, eh?
I filled in for the preschool aide in Allison's class on Tuesday and Thursday this week. Let me tell you - I can't imagine having that job all the time!! Too many noses to wipe and pull ups to change if you ask me! I was glad to help, and overall it was fun, but I'm glad someone else will get a turn next week.
Allison and I did lunch/recess duty at Becky's school again this week. I'd forgotten how much I love to be at my kids' school. I like that when Beck talks about someone I know who they are, whether it's a teacher or a friend. I like that the principal knows me. I like that I get to see what a kind soul Becky is away from home, and how the friends she chooses are kind too. I like to see that she's comfortable there and happy and okay. It does my heart good. Now I just need to wiggle my way into Katie's school. What a totally different place middle school is. I'm finding that being involved with Katie's school doesn't mean working in the lunch room but rather being in touch with her teachers, discussing her grades with them, or whatever. This morning I called to speak with one of the counselors because Katie's schedule looks like Greek to me! I wanted to understand what "Team" was or when their "Activity" period would start. Katie has tried to explain these things to me but being new to the school herself, it was difficult to understand exactly what she was telling me. I have it figured out now, I think. Our school has two very cool websites; one where each teacher posts the homework assignments and a secure site where progress reports are posted. I like having access to that information. It helps me to speak intelligently to Katie about her school work.
I'm doing better with my posting. I'll try to be a little more faithful. Great day to all.
