Sunday, February 17, 2013

A Week of Sickness

We are just coming out of the blur of illness at our house.  Jenna woke up Tuesday saying her tummy hurts.  She stayed on the couch all day watching TV or reading, not really chatting, so I knew she didn't feel well.  I worked from home and watched over my girl. 

By Wednesday, I was not feeling so well myself.  We didn't have the same symptoms, but I really didn't get out of bed on Wednesday.  Frankly, I am not sure what Jenna did.  I know she laid low because I was able to sleep all day! 

Thursday neither of us had recovered.  We managed to stay awake a higher percentage of hours than we slept, but we spent a lot of time reading books, playing games on electronic devices, and just snuggling. 

By Friday, I was ready to face the world again.  We thought Jenna was too, but shortly after eating breakfast (her first meal since Monday night!) - she puked.  Up until Friday, puking had not been method of exit that had issues.  (TMI?) 

Daddy-o stayed home with her on Friday.  Luckily, he seems to have dodged the bullet (so far). 

By Saturday afternoon, a simply beautiful day weatherwise, we all got on our bikes and rode around the 'hood.  Today, I would say we are both back to our spunky selves. 

Jenna's never missed 4 days of school before.  She was sad she missed the Valentine's party at school and at daycare.  But she was devastated to have missed her spelling test on Friday.  Friday is her favorite day - because she loves taking that darned spelling test!  

Thursday, February 7, 2013

The Saddest Story Ever

Several months ago I ordered Charlotte's Web from Scholastic Books mostly because it was the $1.00 book of the month.  When we started to read it, I warned Jenna it was sad.  I told her the spider dies, but we read it anyway.  I have to admit that by the time Charlotte met her demise, both of us were crying. 

I didn't realize quite what an impression it made on Jen until she brought this home the other day.  There was a list of 'topics' to choose from for the assignment.  Jenna chose "The Saddest Story Ever" to write. 

NOTE:  She struggles with b's and d's which makes Wilbur a Wildar.

Saturday, February 2, 2013

New Smart Phones

We took the plunge today and got smart phones!    The iPhone 4, because we figure if you go from a 'dumb' flip phone to a smart iPhone 4 is fancy enough. 

We also no longer have a home phone.  Our former home phone number is now Curt's cell phone.  So if you are calling me, you need to use my cell.

Curt:  208-377-4777
Shelley:  208-830-2468

Friday, February 1, 2013

A REAL School Lockdown

As I opened the door to Mama Jo's tonight, I immediately hear Jenna's voice "Mom!!  We had a REAL lockdown at school today!!"  Hardly believing my ears, I looked a JoAnn and she was shaking her head yes. OMG!  What the heck?

The Short Story:  Turns out there was a domestic dispute across the street from the school involving two men, one woman, and a weapon.  I don't really know what happened, but luckily the school kids were never in any real danger. 

The Long Story:  It was about 3:20 PM.  School lets out at 3:15 PM.  The buses had just departed and all the children that walk home were disbursing.  This would include the Mama Jo's kids.  Literally her backyard butts up to the school grounds.  They meet at the tether ball pole and all walk to JoAnn's house together.

Mama Jo was actually on the phone with the school secretary discussing other business.  The secretary said "The school is going into lockdown, JoAnn.  Intruder with a gun. You better come get your kids." 

On Friday afternoons there are no younger kids at Mama Jo's, so she was able to drop everything and run to the school.  (Yes, she ran TO a building with a reported gunman.  That's why we love our Mama Jo!)  She got there just as Mrs. Anderson, Jenna's teacher, was swooping the Mama Jo's gang into Jenna's classroom.  JoAnn slipped inside with the kids and boom!  They locked that building down tight. 

They all sat on the floor up against a wall being quiet as a mouse.  Just like the practice lockdowns.  After about 30 minutes the building was cleared and they could move around inside the building.  After another 10-15 minutes, they were allowed to leave. 

On the drive home, I asked Jenna if she was scared.  She said "No.  Mama Jo and Mrs. Anderson were with us."  True.  Two very important women in my daughter's life were there with her.  She felt safe.

The school did send parents an email explaining the situation.  And the kids in the building without their grown up were allowed to call their parents to come get them.  Frankly, I am glad I didn't know anything about it until it was over.   I was devastated over the school shooting in Connecticut in December.  It gave me bad dreams.  It caused me to be a little freakish about hugging on my kid.  I hope today won't haunt me.