Friday, May 14, 2010

Smooth as ice in May

"The time has come," the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes--and ships--and sealing wax--
Of cabbages--and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings."

Well the time has come, and just in time, might I add. But not to talk of nonsense and craziness, but rather to discuss excitement of a different sort. A topic that has been close to my heart for the last three years and has finally come to an end...



Yes its true, I got my braces off... I am one of the lucky few whom don't have to deal with light squares on each of my teeth, but rather I can simply enjoy My teeth. They feel smooth as Ice, and I have quickly come to find I have much room to breath with in my now, uncrowded metal less mouth. My smile has not quit shining since I got them off... Oh the sweet Joy =)

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

....he's only 6....

You know that feeling when you watch someone grow up before your eyes and there is nothing you can do but watch? Well I had that feeling today, as I watched Kyle engage in a physical fight over right and wrong against another boy in Kindergarten.

I'm walking over to pick up Kyle after school, and I stand across the street waiting for the bell to ring, and when it finally does I wait for Kyle to come out in the rush. Well after a minute I don't see him, rather I notice two boys roughing it in the doors and no teacher intervening so I begin to walk over after a minute of this to see whats going on when I see a little boy with a spider-man backpack get knocked to the ground, and quickly get up and run to me. The kid is Kyle. I look at him, with a "what in the world was that all about, and why are you involved" look. and He looks up at me with furrowed eyebrows and says "That boy was takin' the doorstop thing and I was tryin' to get it back, because its not his and he's NOT supposed to be takin' it"

I had to fight back laughter as I looked at Kyle seriously, and told him he didn't need to fight this kid, but next time he needs to find an adult and let them deal with it. Of course the 6 year old dint like this answer, but he finally agreed, and we walked home.

My brother, the school Sheriff and he's only 6 years old, Keep the peace or he'll keep it for you =P