FF: Choosing to Smile

In class a while back we were discussing the concept of continuous and continual.  I asked the students for an example of continuous  and a girl answered, "My period."  I actually blushed and then I felt sorry for her because she was either very sick or going to fail the vocab test.

This week's teaching goof was that I thought  I wrote "frag" on the board.  You know it!  I really wrote "fag"  AND referred to it several times without seeing the mistake.

At the beginning of the school year, I invited myself on my daughter's 10 minute walk to the bus stop.  She told me she didn't need me, and she didn't.  I went anyway.  That walk has become absolutely precious to me now as we walk and chat.  Now it's my daughter asking every morning at 6:25, "Ready?"

I used to do my best to avoid seeing or hearing Michelle Duggar on television.  Ironically, I intentionally never miss that show now.  Okay.  I'll admit that I respect her.

Just so you know, I do love Fresca.

And the final fragment: we went to Curriculum Night at our boys' schools this week.  At the end of the evening we were looking at the writing samples in our youngest son's class and found our son's paragraph on the wall.  It was a beautiful tribute to his dad and listed all the ways his dad showed love. By the end of the paragraph we had misty eyes ... when ... oops, we discovered that there are two boys in there with the same first name.  OUR boy wrote about Niagara Falls.

Now, come on with me and let's go blog hopping.