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Friday, August 27, 2010

Nettleton, Mississippi...REALLY??

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Browsing through the news on while the kids nap, I came across this story about a middle school in mississippi who has segregated its elected class positions by race. Unbelievable! Seriously, what are the superintendent, principal and teachers of this school thinking??  And what does this say for the town of Nettleton, Mississippi?  I also wonder if the town is only populated with "black" and "white" students...what about hispanics, asians and filipinos?  It's bad enough they have segregated class positions by race, but to outcast children of other races, those that don't fit under the "black or white" catagories, is just as unthinkable. If my child ever brought home anything like this from their school, not only would I pull them out of the school, but I would leave the town all together!  It is hard to imagine that there are people out there that look at this and see no wrong.  It is 2010 people!  It is time to wake up and pop this little bubble you are living in.

Monday, August 23, 2010

Skee Ball Madness

this is little jax's favorite game at chuck E cheese.
putting his token in the slot, he jumps in excitment as the machine lights up, starts making the "ding~ding~ding" sound, and those yellow balls roll down the slot.
after several attemps of rolling...and tossing...and launching them up the lane, he figures out that it is much easier to just climb up the skee ball game and put the ball in the 1,000 point hole.
it's amazing what you can get away with
when you're 2.


Tuesday, August 17, 2010

east texas vs north central texas

photo courtesy of WIKIPEDIA

i stand corrected.  in an earlier post i stated that i live in "east texas", which apparently is incorrect.  after being informed from another resident of corsicana and doing a little investigation myself, i think it is safe to say that i do not live in east texas, but instead north central texas.
go figure! 


green eggs and ham...and toast!

my third son, the picky eater, the guy who wants cereal and yogurt for dinner, loves green eggs.  he also loves hot wings, which is odd to me for a four year old, but that is a different post.  so, after reading green eggs and ham i decided to whip some up for the family.  i didn't eat any because I just can't get past them being green, but the hubs and my boys ate them up.  however, if any of you decide to serve these to your little ones, i don't suggest you let them eat large portions like i did.  that green food coloring can do some wicked things! 

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Call 911!

this is my finger.  and yes, that is a nasty, worm gut coated, lake water infested, 5+ year old hook sticking out of it.  after getting home from the lake, a lake my family and i went to where i didn't even actually fish mind you, i opened the back hatch to the tahoe, reached in to pull out a cooler (one of those material ones, not the hard plastic ones) and i got hooked.  i have no words to describe the pain that i felt as my husband is trying to detach my finger from the cooler that this triple hook fishing lure is attached too, as well as a pair of Nike swim trunks.  as he is screaming at the 10 year old to bring him his leathermen tool, i am screaming bloody murder because every time me, the cooler or the swim trunks moved the pain became worse than any that i had ever experienced during child birth.  after my husband REFUSED to call 911 (he didn't think the incident was ambulance worthy, but he wasn't the one with the fish hook in his finger), he finally got the hook cut off of the cooler and the swim trunks and agreed to take me to the ER after I REFUSED to let him try and pull the hook through my finger with his leathermen tool.  the very nice doctor in the ER numbed my finger, pulled the hook out, gave me a nice, painful tetanus shot and a dose of antibiotic and my husband walked away with the left over, unused, surgical tools that they were just going to throw away.  he says they will work great for getting hooks out of fish! again, men!          

Monday, August 02, 2010

the dump station picture

this morning i was scrolling through our photos from summer, thinking back to our vacation in Hawaii and how beautiful The Big Island is.  remembering what a fun time the boys had at vacation bible school and all the little day trips we took with the windows rolled down and kids screaming in the backseats. the innocence and laughter of the boys just running through the yard sprinklers and playing in the back yard on the slip-'n-slide. a lot of memories have been made this summer and i love how pictures can, for a split moment, take you back in time and bring a smile to your face.

then of course, i found this picture.  the dump station picture.
why my husband feels the need to capture the memory of the dump station at a texas campground is beyond me. 
but here it is, and here it will stay.
can someone please explain?