Mr. Hall

I started my internship at Arcadia High School in north Phoenix. I was a little worried if I was going to like teaching or not, but after today I’m confident that I will. It was fun to identify the “usual suspects.” The class clown was the easiest to identify. I really hope that I wasn’t as obnoxious as this kid was.

Without a Shadow of a Doubt

Today was fast and testimony meeting at church. A lot of my favorite “Mormonisms” are spoken during this meeting. After hearing “without a shadow of a doubt” for the umpteenth time, I dropped my head, and in a moment of irony, I noticed my shadow on the hard wood floor. I must admit that it wasn’t 11:11 at this moment, but I knew this photo would be much more interesting than the one I would get sitting in Sunday school. So, I snapped this a little early.

We Are Family

Grandma keeps Olive occupied with Ruby as Olivia watches and as I make up a batch of homemade red enchilada sauce. It’s nice to have family close. This last week I was able to “pawn” Olive off to various family members as I recovered from my implant surgery. I can’t imagine how I would function if I didn’t have family close. Elyse and I have flirted with the idea of moving from Arizona for a few years but it’s times like this that keep us grounded here. Thanks to all for your support.

One Man's Junk is...

When your junk drawer wont shut it’s time to clean it out. The usual suspects are there: pens, tape, finger clippers, sticky notes and measuring tape. I don’t know how the hot pads make it in there. Now that Daniel is living with us again, Elyse has her scapegoat. When he wasn’t here, the hot pads grew legs and arms, walked to the drawer, opened it up and jumped in.

Moments Before Throwing a Fit

Olive’s teeth are coming in which means that she is seemingly in a bad mood all of the time. We spent a few minutes on T’s bed this morning playing with Teddy Bears. Two minutes later she was arching her back, kicking her legs, and screaming at the top of her lungs. I can’t wait for all of her teeth to come in!

Cowboy T and Baby O

Timothy loves Olive. He was the only nephew or niece who came to visit it her in the hospital when she was a newborn. I used to tease Timothy that I was going to take Lincoln home with me to live. T would get so upset that he would come to tears then tell me that Lincoln was his baby. After Olive came, T inquired, “So now that you have baby Olive you don’t ever have to take Lincoln home, right?” Hopefully he is always that fond of his little brother

Bloom's Taxonomy

I have been trying to study all morning but it is extremely difficult to stay focused when you are doped up on pain pills. This morning I am studying children’s psychology and how it pertains to education. I don’t think Bloom ever studied the effects of vicatin on the cognitive process. I have a feeling that I will be re-reading my assignments in a few days if I really want to grasp the concepts. In the mean time I will finish my homework and hope that it is cohesive enough to get me a good mark.