Wednesday, August 29, 2012

One more sleep.....




Almost five years ago
Our beautiful boy came into our world.
He's busy,
He's go go go,
He's smiles
 
Almost five years ago
Our beautiful boy came into our world.
He's gentle,
He's soft
He's caring
 
Almost five years ago
Our beautiful boy came into our world.
He's warm,
He's crazy
He's loving
 
Almost five years ago
Our beautiful boy came into our world.
He's big eyed,
He's hopeful
He's divine

Happy Birthday beautiful boy
Only One More Sleep xx

Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Credit where credit is due

Our big girl got her very first Principals award!!





Our school has a reward system where by you earn yourself a 'mini merit' by showing Respect, Responsibility or Personal Best. You need to earn 20 mini merits to earn yourself a Merit Award, and 100 mini merits will see you get a Principals award.

Whilst I think the concept is good, I don't think it's a particularly fair system. In fact the whole thing just makes me so annoyed. Some teachers hand them out freely, giving credit for small things and praise where it should go, where others just don't give many at all.  For example last year it took poor Bib until almost term 4 to earn herself 20 mini merits, whilst her bf in another class had 100 by the middle of the year?? I know she's not perfect, but surely she deserved more than 20! And there was even one boy who by the end of kindy hadn't made it to 20? Surely the aim of the mini merits is to encourage them to to well, encourage them to WANT to do well?
Oh man...the whole thing bugs me.

So when Bib came home beyond excited, announcing how she'd finally earned herself a Principals Award, we were thrilled for her. It was something we were going to celebrate.
Pip took the day off so we could all attend the assembly and help give her the recognition she so deserved. She was so proud :) You know that little grin they do when they are about to burst inside and yet don't want to give away too much.......that was her from the moment she saw us all sitting at the back of the hall :)
Congratulations beautiful girl x you earned it x

Does your school reward behaviour? Do they have a system that's fairer than ours?

Monday, August 13, 2012

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Lots going on here at number 32......so yes I am still alive! Thank you for your emails :)
 Hoping to get back in the swing very soon. Have much to share.
Till then xx

Thursday, August 2, 2012

Tough day


We have had a terrible and sad day.

Last week I lost the dog lead so have been unable to take Duke for a walk, so feeling very guilty about leaving him at home again whilst we headed off to playgroup, I brought Dukes sister (who happens to live next door) over for a play.

Two hours later we arrive home to find an absolute mess in the back garden.
THE CHICKEN........!!!!!
Our one and only very loved chook was all we had left of the original 4 and she now layed in a feathery mess on the lawn.

I feel so violently ill and don't even know where to begin the clean up. It had me in tears the whole time. And the kids, oh they saw the whole devastating carnage.
Whilst I know this was not Sally's (the dog) fault, she knew no better, I just know it was a kill that was completely in vain. Sally didn't want to eat her but would have only wanted to play, but the poor chook........she never stood a chance.
Oh I  feel so, so guilty for not even thinking of her happily scratching around the yard. Duke and all our chooks have always just lived communally together. They share the same water, sleeping space (they are often found huddled up together) love for exploring the garden and even the same breakfast some days! It has been that way for the past 4 years and so when I thought of putting Sally in our yard for a play, I just didn't - well - I just didn't think.

Sorry dear chook. I hope your time here at number 32 was one of mostly joy and happiness. We loved your company, eggs, fertilising poo and feathery joy you brought to our garden. I will miss you and never forget you. Please rest in peace in a lovingly dug hole in a place you used to call home. I'm so so sorry xx
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