I love Children's Books....

Over the past few weeks I have happened on many children's books some through scholastic and others at yard sales but I remembered how much I love them. At a yard sale I found Harry the Dirty Dog, Madeline, an Ollie book, and two scholastic first readers one about frogs and the other sharks. I brought them with me to read to my class and they loved them! Now I didn't really read the frog and shark books, a little over their level, but we looked at the pictures and counted the frogs/ sharks. I haven't looked at some of the other books I got at last weekend yet because they are more for older readers, chapter books and the such, but I am equally excited about getting 4 books for a quarter that will help build my future classroom library. I almost forgot about the MC book bazaar where I found even more books... I should get my scholastic book order on Monday so I will post if the book are really as amazing as I am hoping. One book I really can't wait for is Mouse's First Fall. The Mouse's First series is geared toward Preschoolers but is beautifully illustrated. I have Mouse's First Day of School and the class loves it, they follow the mouse around the classroom where he explores blocks, puzzles, plants, snacks... and other items you might find in a preschool classroom.

How I met your mother

Today has been a whirlwind. This past weekend when I went home I think I picked up something, crud might be a good word for it. Well this crud continued to grow until it became bad crud last night, when I took something for it. Well this morning I awoke to still bad crud but tried to go to work, which I left two hours later. I debated going to the Dr. when I remembered that I am a student so maybe I could go to the nurse... unfortunately I am only part time and you need to be full time. Anyway I called back just to price a visit and with out tests or anything it was unbelievably reasonable. So I went, letting the nurse know my situation, and no tests were run. They also gave me samples so I wouldn't have to fill a prescription. I am very thankful right now. Well when I got home I started to watch back episodes of How I met your mother. I realized why I really like that show, and it is because it shows me that no matter how I feel my plans should go it doesn't matter God will work it all out, and he will use all we are going though to learn something through it. I can fight it or I can try to enjoy it and stop analyzing everything we are going though just to try to get a peek at the next step. What happens if a decision isn't the wisest we made, we will learn though it and God could use it. Now I am not talking about sinning, I'm talking about things seen as wise though the world's eyes. I don't really have specific examples but its the little things that I think make me look stupid for trying. Anyway those are my thoughts. Wish there was more to them, but its all I've got tonight.

Formulating thoughts

I love and hate movies in which someone finds a unexpected passion and in turn finds meaning in their life. I think I love it for the same reason I hate it. Does that make me crazy? I love it because out of the blue here is this amazing opportunity in which everything is at least partially worked out if not hopeful in the end. So here in lies also why I hate it as well, everything just kind of works out, sure there is some friction on how we get to that point, but it ends up hopeful in the end. While I know God works all things to good, that doesn't mean all plans succeed. I am such a sucker when it comes to these kind of movies because I always walk away with a desire to do what ever without understanding the possible pain. Tonight we saw Whip it and even though skating is fun, I realized I would never be able to do that, too much pain. I always want to be great at something, but I know that is a selfish desire. I know it is selfish because I can't seem to embrace something I could like if someone else is good at it. I think I am scared that the only reason I want to try whatever it is, is because someone else is doing whatever and I am just bandwagon-ing. I also don't want to own up to the possibility that I am less that another, and wouldn't be able to cut it. So this take me to the place of there is nothing new under the sun. If it was a God given talent I wouldn't feel this way? So where does this leave me? A bag full of unfinished projects, a guitar, keyboard, multiple flutes, a bike, and no real hobby in sight. I was told this week I live a boring life and it is very true. I guess I wish I just had a passion about something again. Those are the thoughts in my head, not all of them of course, but a few.