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Friday is my (least) favorite day. December 2, 2011

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I used to love Friday.  It was my favorite day:  the one I looked forward to all week long.  Now, it’s one of my busiest days.  There is no joy in Friday anymore.  No relief.


Friday is my new Monday.


I blame Middle School.  Their late-start Friday throws a wrench in my morning schedule.  If I’m being honest, I also blame Kindergarten, because Friday is their early-out day.  When you add them together, my day looks something like this:




The Suttons Go to School February 16, 2011

Filed under: books,kids,school — Kemi @ 12:13 pm
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I took the kids to a PTA-sponsored reading activity this morning, where they gave out donuts and juice and a (very) few prizes for those (very few) kids who were reading.


Alex (11) had a student council meeting to direct, so he grabbed a donut and a cup of milk and headed for the library.


Kendra (10) grabbed a donut and started reading immediately. (She was the only child of mine who “earned” a reading prize. Naturally.)


Hannah (7) found us a space of floor about two inches away from a group of her classmates. She opened a book to make it look like she was participating, but spent 20 minutes chatting with her friends. Then she spent the next 10 minutes asking me if she could go say hello to this friend in that corner, and that friend up on the stage, and this friend’s parent out in the hallway, and a teacher she saw walk into the office. After 30 minutes of “reading”, she was still on page 1 of her Fancy Nancy book.


Anthony (5) munched his donut while listening intently to the story I was reading, and occasionally looked around in awe at all the students. (There is hope for this kid after all. Maybe I WON’T be getting phone calls every day after school from his teacher next year!)


My niece Abbie (3) laid on the ground and made dust angels. Then she rolled around like a bug, while we tried to rescue drinks and backpacks and other people from her flailing. When I made her come and sit in my lap, she took great pleasure in standing up and jumping backwards onto my stomach, which neither myself nor the baby appreciated in the slightest little bit. Then she painted herself with donut glaze, which required a trip to the bathroom and half a roll of paper towels to clean up.


When we got back from the sink, Anthony had finished looking at the book I was reading him, Kendra looked up in confusion and said, “Did you leave? I didn’t even notice! Where did you go?”, and Hannah waved at me from across the gym, where she was chatting up the moms at the food table, and probably telling them things like “My mom’s baby is now as long as a carrot, and it’s growing this little hair so thick white stuff can stick to its skin.” (Because everyone who is not in my immediate family is dying to know these things, obviously, and she takes her job as informant VERRRRRY seriously.)


Alex’s meeting was a short one, so he made his way back to the gym, where he managed to snag an extra donut. He came and stood in our general vicinity, trying to walk that fine line of pretending his family doesn’t exist without hurting his mom’s feelings. He was saved by the bell, and I managed to make fleeting eye contact before he was out the door. The book he brought never even made it out of his backpack.


Kendra sighed, picked up her napkin and empty cup, and was out the door with a quick goodbye. Her nose was still in her book.


Hannah ran over to me and said, “But I didn’t even have enough time to eat my donut! Or read even one page! They should really make these things longer!” (At which point I rolled my eyes so hard, I think they orbited the earth.) I hope she was able to take a few bites of donut before school started, but she made her way out the door in a cluster of her friends, so I highly doubt it. I mean, who can take the time to eat when it’s been TWO WHOLE MINUTES since you last talked to your BFF’s?


Anthony helped me pick up some abandoned cups and napkins, while Abbie ran in circles around the gym.


We were home by 9:05 AM, and yet? I feel like I’ve put in a full day’s work.


I prefer my reading with a side of relaxation, thank you very much, with peace and quiet for dessert.


I’m so far behind, I think I’m first October 1, 2010

Filed under: kids,school,The Looney Bin — Kemi @ 10:54 am

So…  yeah.  This is the (not really) new story of my life.  As much as I try to keep on top of things, there are some things that get neglected, and this blog was one of them.  One day I hope to finally accomplish everything I want to, but I’m afraid that being dead will sort of prevent me from doing it.


In my defense, however, it seems a little unfair that the months race by so quickly.  I mean, didn’t we just do the end of school?  Where did the summer go?  And if you tell me the kids have already been back in school for an entire month, I might have to hurt you.  (Don’t even get me started on how many days are left until Christmas.  I refuse to do the math.  And the shopping.)


I knew it was bad when I was scrolling through a friend’s blogroll, and I couldn’t find my name.  At first I thought she’d deleted me (how rude! and yet, completely justifiable!), but then I found myself.  I’d just been moved to the bottom of the screen, to the “Infrequent Updaters” category.


Ouch.  (And again, completely justifiable.  Because the kiwi post was– dare I look?– about six weeks ago.  We’ve thrown out TONS of fuzzy fruit since then.)


So here is one giant (not really) post about what I’ve been meaning to blog about.


We lost our kitty this summer.  Lost as in, had her put to sleep.  It was one of the hardest, saddest, most painful things I’ve ever had to do, and I’ve held down a lot of babies for shots and IVs.  (Not even close.  If we have to euthanize another animal, I’m making Kenny do it.  It was awful.  I cried for an entire week.)  When we took her in, the vet took one look at her and said, “Wow, she’s so sick!”  We knew she was thin, and hadn’t been able to keep weight on for about six months, but I didn’t realize how gray she was until he looked at her ears.  She’d stopped grooming herself, and her tail lost its reflex, so I was constantly stepping on it because she couldn’t get it out of the way.  The vet figured her kidneys had failed, and it was only a matter of time before she would have died anyway, which was somewhat comforting.


I held her head when the vet shaved her leg and administered the drug, and in one last display of Feisty Kitty!, she bit my hand.  The vet was horrified, and wanted me to have her decapitated and sent to the state lab for rabies testing.  (Not what you tell a woman who’s dripping tears all over your exam room, whose signature looks less like a name and more like a preschooler’s mountains, due to the racking sobs.)  Instead, we put her in the carrier, brought her home, and buried her in the backyard.  The kids even made her a little headstone.  And I cried.  Did I mention the crying?  I had a hard time sleeping, because all I could see was dying Midnight, splayed out on the exam table, or healthy Midnight, tail tucked around her legs, perched on the headboard, or Feisty Kitty!, hiding out in her cat tree, attacking the kids (and scaring them to death!) as they walked past.  She was my first baby, when we couldn’t have a baby, and I miss her.


This was taken the night before we put her to sleep.  We spent the evening loving on her, and telling our favorite stories about her.  You can see how happy the kids are.  Bad day all around.



Moving on to happier things…  *sniff*


Hannah started Kindergarten…  last year.  (I never did get around to posting her picture.  Bad, bad Kemi.)  Since the school district split, she is (was) part of the first class that will graduate from Canyons, having done all of K-12 in the new district.  She brought home a stretchy rubber bracelet that said “Class of 2022” and I nearly had a heart attack.  Because, first of all, it sounds like a science fiction movie, and second?  Won’t we all be dead then?  Because it seems like a long, long, LOOOOOOONG way away.  Don’t try to tell me it’s eleven years, because I refuse to believe it.  (It’s been a whole year, and I’m STILL shaking my head about it.)



Alex and Kendra started school on August 23.  Alex is in 6th grade, and Kendra is in 5th.  Impossible.


Hannah started 1st grade on August 24.  I really miss her while she’s at school, although I don’t miss the extra trip that Kindergarten required.


Hannah lost her first tooth on August 28.  The dumb thing was so wiggly, it could turn almost 360 ° (gross, I know) and you could lay it down flat, but she refused to let me pull it out.  That was how we (I) eventually got it out– I pushed it backwards into her mouth, and it just sort of slipped out of the socket.  (I really hope you’re not eating while reading this.  I’m sorry if you are.)  After a month, there is just the slightest hint of permanent tooth showing through the hole, and she comes to me every morning and asks me if I can still see it growing in.  Funny girl!


Then, as if we hadn’t had enough tooth trauma already, on September 7 Kendra finally had her braces put on.  She had been wearing one of those palate-expander-things since May, and she was so happy to say goodbye to it!  Notice how happy she is with her green and purple bands…  that elation lasted all of about an hour, before she was calling me from school, crying about how badly her teeth hurt.  (Yes, darling.  Been there, done that.  It’s terrible.  That’s why we all smiled knowingly when you gushed on and on about how much you wanted to have braces.)  Her orthodontist is fantastic, and we love him.  She’s hoping to win the iPod Nano he gives away each month.  I think that would go a long way to help with the pain that will come with each adjustment.  😀




Whew!  Now I have much less guilt.  Maybe after a month of regular postings, I’ll work my way out of the “Infrequent Updaters” category.  😉


Four eyes never looked so adorable! August 28, 2009

Filed under: Hannah,school — Kemi @ 9:49 pm

     I took Hannah to the school this morning to meet with her teacher for a Kindergarten readiness screening.  It took her nearly 20 minutes to decide on an outfit, and her hair had to be *just so* and of course, we couldn’t forget the backpack.  (It’s as big as she is.)


Hannah K Screen



     (I’d also like to note, for the record, that if I have to listen to daily commentary about the pros and cons of making an outfit out of every single article of clothing she owns– and there’s a lot!– my darling daughter will be going to school in her pajamas. 


So, what do you think Mom?  I have the blue daisy dress with white flowers with yellow dots in the middle, or there’s my green flower dress that looks just like the blue one except it’s green and instead of yellow middles it has pink ones, but I really like the blue one, but maybe the green flower one would be better, or maybe I should wear the hoodie that Grandma bought me with my new capris but then I wouldn’t be wearing a dress, and what if Mrs. Hoffmann doesn’t think I look cute?  But I think she’ll think I look cute because she loves me and she stayed at the school so she could teach me and so I think she’ll like whatever I wear because I’m cute and she likes me a lot and I think I’ll wear the blue dress, but do you think my new brown shoes with the bows that Grandpa bought me will match okay, and do I need to wear socks with them and do you think white ones will be good and I was going to wear my rainbow dress on the first day of school because it’s my favorite — *SQUEE!!!!* — but I wore it to Back-to-School night and Mrs. Hoffmann already saw it so maybe I’ll wait and wear that one on the second day or maybe the third or fourth or maybe I’ll just wear the orange one that I wore to Kindergarten Orientation, but she’s already seen that one too so today I’m going to wear the blue daisy dress and when I go to Kindergarten next week I don’t know what I’ll wear yet because it’s still so far away, but maybe I’ll wear a dress or pants or capris or- did Grandma get me any shorts?- maybe shorts. 


     And then my head exploded, and I might have said something about taking her to school in her underwear if she didn’t just putsomethingonalready.)



Hannah K Screening            


     She passed off her letters, numbers, shapes and colors, and had a great time touring the Kindergarten rooms and the bathroom.   Mom!  The sinks are SOOOOO tiny!  They’re just my size!  And the boy’s bathroom is green.  My teacher told me so I didn’t have to look inside it with boys in there.    (I lost it with that comment.  I laughed so hard I cried.) 


     This afternoon we picked up her first pair of glasses, in plenty of time for her to get used to them before Kindergarten starts next Thursday.  Thankfully, the frames are pewter (and Princess!), so we won’t (SHOULDN’T) have any wardrobe-coordination issues.  I think she looks adorable!  A little geekish, but in such a cute way!  Glasses today sure are a lot different than they were when I was a kid!


Hannah glasses


     Also, is it bad that I’m jealous of how she looks so much better in glasses than I do?


Fifth Grade Redux August 26, 2009

Filed under: Alex,Kendra,school — Kemi @ 10:11 pm

     Here are two of the four little darlings on their first day of school today.


Alex and Kendra 1st day of school


     Alex started fifth grade, and Kendra is in fourth.


     Now, for anyone who doesn’t know (I’m sure there are many of you), I used to teach 5th grade.  I LOVED it.  I loved everything about my students, and if I ever went back to teaching, fifth is the grade I’d choose first.  HOWEVER, despite my affection for them, those were some obnoxious kids.  Loud;  silly;  full of potty humor, sound effects and bodily noises.  The year I had Alex was the last year I taught school, and I couldn’t imagine my precious little baby boy ever reaching that 5th-grade age.  (Or the mentality.)  They seemed so old.  So (im)mature.  So far ahead of my little bundle of joy.


     Fast-forward ten years.  Yup, he’s TOTALLY a 5th grader.  (How did that happen?  How did I LET that happen?)


     Having two upper-grade [elementary school] children isn’t even the worst part.  What I want to know is, when did I get old?  How is it possible for me to be the mother of two upper-grade [elementary school] children?




     I’m happy to report that the first day was a smashing success.  Kendra is thrilled with her teacher, Mrs. Nance, even though she didn’t get the teacher Alex had last year.  Alex is elated that he gets to have one of the two male teachers in the school, Mr. Rolley, who is a mad computer genius and seems to have embraced his inner 10-year-old boy with unbridled joy and ferocity.


     It’s going to be a great year, despite the fact that my kids are getting too old, too fast.  (To say nothing of myself.)


A & K school


Can you spell t-a-l-e-n-t? June 2, 2009

Filed under: Alex,Kendra,school — Kemi @ 9:06 pm
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     I am waiting for R.C. Willey to deliver our new couch (thanks, Mom!) for downstairs, and I’m not being very patient about it.  Maybe it has something to do with the fact that they told us 3:30-7:00 PM, and then they called at 5:30 and said it would be between 6:00 and 9:30 PM, and it’s 7:36 PM and I’m waiting for the call that says “sometime within the next 30 days, maybe”, or possibly it’s because my kids keep asking, “When will it get here, Mom?” and “Does this still mean we get to watch a movie on it tonight for Family Home Evening, even if it comes at 9:00 and there’s school tomorrow?”  (Uh, no.  Nice try.  Even during the summer, the answer would be an emphatic NO.)


     So, to condense, I am waiting for a new couch with impatient kids who are giddy about the end of the school year and having a real seating place that will hold all of us comfortably instead of two old (reeeeeeealy old) armchairs, a bar stool and an ottoman.


     To kill time, I thought I’d post about two really exciting things that happened last week: 



Kindergarten Orientation April 16, 2009

Filed under: Hannah,school — Kemi @ 5:16 pm
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     Holy cow!  How has it already been a week since I last posted?

     (Oh yeah… two birthday parties, Easter and spring break.  I’ve been busy.  And I’m still trying to recover.)


     The highlight of THIS week (and Hannah’s entire month, at least) was yesterday’s Kindergarten Orientation.  Now, between you and me, if you’ve been to one, you’ve got it mastered, but since it was Hannah’s first time and she was DYING to go (dramatic much?), Kenny took the morning off, we left Abbie and Anthony with Grandpa, and we went over to the school together in the pouring rain.  (We would have gone anyway, even if she wasn’t so eager.  It’s a milestone.  It’s just much less fun for parents than it is for kids.) 


     My mom always buys the grandkids a new outfit for school that they get to wear to Orientation, and Hannah was positively giddy over her new dress.  (“Mom, I LOVE my dress!”  “Did I tell you I love my dress?”  “Can I call Grandma at school and tell her thank you for my dress again?”  “I’ve always wanted a dress with a little jacket like this.”  “I LOOOOOOOVE my dress!  Mommy, did you hear me?  I LOVE it!  Can I call Grandma?”  My head nearly exploded.)


     We found our seats and scanned the room for some familiar faces.  I recognized a lot of moms from my work at the school, and there were four other kids of kindergarten age from our neighborhood alone.  Hannah is extremely social and has no trouble making friends, but it will be nice for her to see her primary friends at school.


     The current Kindergarten classes performed a little program for us, and then it was time for Hannah to leave with the teachers and experience a very brief “Kindergarten” day.  Lucky her!  Kenny and I sat through the boring “this is what we do in Kindergarten video” (for the third time!), we listened to the secretary talk about the importance of returning the paperwork (yes, yes, I know all that), and then the school nursing supervisor told us about the immunizations and filling out the medical information cards.  To be honest, for that part, I’m glad I had heard it before, because I was so distracted by the nurse’s skin.  (She either recently returned from a verrrrry sunny vacation or she uses Oompa-Loompa-Orange foundation.  Either way, I couldn’t divert my eyes.)


     A few minutes later, Hannah came skipping back to us.  She wanted to know if she could go with Mrs. Hoffmann (she’s been “our” K teacher) for the rest of the day, and she was disappointed when we said no.  (This kid has been ready for school for at least a year.)  Hannah told us she ate cookies and punch, and they read “Three!  No, wait!  Four!  No, FIVE!” stories and played with blocks in the classroom.  She posed for a picture on the stage, and then she reluctantly agreed to come home with Kenny and me, on the condition that we let her come back for school, when it’s time.


     In September.


     (It’s going to be a long summer.)