The Winter That Never Ends

Well the snow was nice for the wedding, but that was almost 2 months ago and I'm about done with it!  I never remember a winter being this harsh!  We've missed 6 days of school (which is kind of nice)!  Even though it's been a harsh winter, life is good! :)  Married life is fun!  We've figured a lot out already and I can't wait to learn more about each other.  It's been fun to hang out with married couples at church now (doesn't that make us sound old?).  Right now we're doing a kickboxing class at church and it is kicking us!  We were both sore this morning!

Things are going extremely well at school!  My kids are learning so fast these days.  They all know how to read now and are starting to write sentences.  Kindergarten is the most rewarding job in the world!  Everyday I go home excited because another student learned something cool that day.  I thought I'd share this poem with you.  It was passed down from Sylvia to my mom and then to me.  VERY true:

Winter Boots
Did you hear about the teacher who was helping one of her
pupils put on his boots?
He asked for help and she could see why.
Even with her pulling, and him pushing,
the little boots still didn't want to go on.
By the time they got the second boot on, she had worked up a sweat.
She almost cried when the little boy said,
 'Teacher, they're on the wrong feet.'
She looked, and sure enough, they were.
Unfortunately, it wasn't any easier pulling the boots off,than it was putting them on.
She managed to keep her cool as, together, they worked to get the boots back on,this time on the correct feet.He then announced, 'These aren't my boots.'
She bit her tongue, rather than get right in his face and
scream, 'Why didn't you say so?'
like she wanted to.
Once again, she struggled to help him pull the ill-fitting
boots off his little feet.
No sooner had they got the boots off when he said,
'They're my brother's boots. But my Mom made me wear 'em today.'
Now she didn't know if she should laugh or cry.
But she mustered up what grace and courage she had left to
wrestle the boots BACK onto his feet again.
Helping him into his coat, she asked,
'Now, where are your mittens?'
He said, 'I stuffed 'em in the toes of my boots.'
She'll be eligible for parole in three years.

Haha, this is what I do everyday!