Classic Cuties

1/11/11

1/10/11

You can click on these to make them bigger. The first column is the first nine weeks grades. The second column is the second nine weeks grades, and the third column is the semester grade.

This last paper is one that was sent home in Blaine's backpack today.

I had him read it to me. It says:
Blaine Onick
January 3, 2011
My new year's resolution is to be better at telling the truth so I won't get a spanking. (the next litte ca thingy should have been erased) I do get (forgot to write something there) but what I all was new. My dad loves me and my mom, too. I love them, too. They give love and kisses. I like when they do it. Later they do that. My dad asks, Do you want to play catch? (Then on the back that I didn't scan, it says) I like it.

The Mad Rabbit

I think Blaine may have a sinus infection or something. He's got a nasty nose and a hoarse voice. And this morning, he was in a very bad mood. My boy doesn't get in a bad mood. He gets weepy if he's hungry or tired, but he doesn't usually get in a bad mood. He was in such a bad mood this morning, he covered his face

so we wouldn't look at him or talk to him.
He wore it into school. I'm waiting for the nurse to call.

1/9/11

Jamnuary Packed

January is already jam packed, and it's just the first week!

We started the new year at home, asleep before midnight. New Years Day we spent with the Estradas and the Hayes at the Hayes' house. I made these cake balls

and put them in a big wine glass for Lisa's birthday. They were red velvet cake, and were really good.

The kids started back to school Monday. Since I didn't have to go back to work until Wednesday, I agreed to pick the kids up from school and take them to Roller Bomb to skate for a while. Only, it is closed Monday and Tuesday. When we drove away, Blaine said, "Mommy, I wished you worked at Roller Bomb. Then we could go whenever we want." Kylee said, "Blaine, only YOUNG people work at Roller Bomb. No offense, Mom!" Umm..ok.

Lately our house has been a little gassy, and our kids have made it a prominent topic of conversation. I hope it's a phase. THe talking about it; I realize gas is not a phase. Tuesday night prayers went a little like this.
BLaine: Dear God, please help my sister not be so gassy.
Kylee: Dear God, please tell Blaine everybody is gassy.
Joey: NO MORE prayers about being gassy!!
I couldn't even pray. The kids kept telling Joey I was about the throw up. He knew I wasn't. He knew I was just laughing and trying to hide it. So he just put them to bed.

A little over a year ago, Blaine had to have some blood drawn. They had a soldier teddy bear for him to hold on to while they took his blood. He's been looking for one ever since. Wednesday night we went to pick up Dad Dad and Mom Mom at the airport, and he found him. He spent ALL his Christmas money on him, too.

He's in love. This soldier bear even sings, "I'm proud to be an American."

Satruday was another day spent at Roller Bomb. Colton and Shelley joined us, though. Kylee and Colton planned it, and we just went along with it.