Ain't Life Sweet?

Over Thanksgiving we had the Tulsa crowd here. Two of my favorite people Kristy and her son Ethan don't get here often enough but we were fortunate to have them here. This is just another one of the many nieces that make up for my lack of daughters. I am so proud of all of them that I could bust. There is a lot of love in our family and this is just typical of how much we hug and kiss our kids.
Man is my life full. I am working every day but one the rest of the school year. I spend my days helping little guys and gals learn and do well. In one or two cases it is a lot like herding cats but I smile and keep doing what we can. In some cases it is more fun that I can stand and in some cases it is all I can stand. All I can say is that anyone that thinks every kid is going to be able to do "on grade work" is seriously doing drugs. There is a group of people out there working hard but reality is not everyone is equal and some kids need to work real hard to do what they do.
Today I worked two 4 hour shifts so I had different kids in the morning than I did in the afternoon. It was a very different experience and it took a lot to make everything work as well as it did. Both kids are at least two days behind and working hard trying to make it three. I think we were on task but didn't get much of the past work made up.
Barb and I spend at least an hour laughing at how similar our days go even though we have different kids at different schools. Different monkeys and different trees but they all eat the same bananas.
Have a great day out there. Dennis, MUD the Para Sub.


  1. I think it is so interesting how kids develop their own little personalities even at the age of 3. I teach kids to skate, usually I get the 3-5 year olds and on thursday nights I teach 5, 4 year old boys. it amazes me how unique and adorable each one of them is, and how different they can all be even though they are the same age and gender. Kids are cute.

  2. I respect your ability to work with children. I am not a big fan of the little nosedrippers myself. I tolerate them. Don't get me wrong...I adore mine, but would never in a million years want to teach. It scares me to even think about it. I guess I will stick to working with the dead, they are much, much quieter. Love you...see you in a few days.