MY BRAIN IS THE INTERNET

K3G1 and I are pictured here.


Quote of the week: My oldest son, K1B1, told me that his brain, "is basically the internet." This was his response to my concern about his lack of concern that I might have the April Fools day worm on my computer.



Here is a photo of the computer that wore tennis shoes.

The boys went to the priesthood session of LDS general conference, and the girls partied. K3G1 got out the clarinet she has been playing all of one week, K4G2 got out a recorder, and I sat at the piano. Together we played the instrumental basics such as Hot Cross Buns. Once we had gone through our smashing repertoire, I played some very simplified versions of Puff the Magic Dragon, Mickey Mouse Club, and Casper the Friendly Ghost while the girls sang along. While we sang, K4G2 styled my hair. It was a night of many talents. We had never done anything like that before. K3G1 exclaimed, "We've been making music for an hour and a half!" That was a magic moment never to be duplicated. My next door neighbors will be glad.

The last few days, the older three kids have been pretty upset about layoffs that are happening at their school. They are especially concerned about an English and a science teacher that are being fired. Usually my kids want me to butt out of their school lives. In this case they asked me to get involved. They seemed to want me to storm the establishment bunker. I did what I could. I wrote to the teachers to express my gratitude and concern. I offered to help them in any way. Then I wrote to the head of secondary education. I explained that layoffs should be based on skill level and classroom effectiveness rather than seniority. Unfortunately, the school has weakened it's science staff with one of these layoffs. Our family has had so much trouble with one of the older science teachers who remains. The young woman being fired has asked that I not do anything that might burn bridges between her and the school.

My kids would all like to see the campus minister, a relatively new staff position, done away with. I am not impressed with the man who fills that post. One time he sat behind us at a football game. When the school president appeared at the game, he stood up and said to his guests, "My boss is here, so I need her to see me glad handing some students. I'll see you later." We were not impressed by his sincerity. My children don't think he carries himself with the dignity that a servant of God should radiate.