Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Anyone got a good idea?
I have to come up with a non-fiction article for my children's writing class and I am stumped. Any ideas on something that would interest kids but hasn't been written about a lot?
Monday, August 8, 2011
I'll fight to get the remote... or fall off the couch trying!
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| Ali and Cole were fighting each over for the remote. Cole fell over the back of the couch, tried to catch himself with his wrist and broke it in the process :) |
Saturday, August 6, 2011
Lego Party
Here's some pics from a little get together Cole had with some friends (it really was more of a get together so that a newer boy in a neighboring ward could get to know some of the boys in the area).
They did a tower build to see how tall of a tower they could make. Made paper airplanes with lego man pilots. Did a slip n slide and sprinkler under the tramp and built "lego" rice krispy creations. It was a success! (Mostly because I stuck with my gut that 6 boys is easier to handle than 10).
They did a tower build to see how tall of a tower they could make. Made paper airplanes with lego man pilots. Did a slip n slide and sprinkler under the tramp and built "lego" rice krispy creations. It was a success! (Mostly because I stuck with my gut that 6 boys is easier to handle than 10).
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| Dallin |
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| Seth |
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| Andrew |
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| Isaac |
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| Ethan |
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| Cole |
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| Jane's creation |
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| Macy's treats |
He has a job!!!
Mike got hired by Windermere Elementary.
He interviewed a few weeks ago for their fourth grade position. After interviewing we ran into my visiting teaching companion who raved about the principal and offered to put in a good word.
Later she told us that before putting in a good word she asked her current principal (who Mike had interviewed with before) if it would even help. Their conversation went something like this:
Principal: "Who is this for?"
Jeri (my VT Companion): "Michael Porter"
P: "Oh! We want him at our school so bad, but are waiting for our enrollment numbers to go up. Ya... putting in a good word would have helped to get him an interview, but Mike interviews so well he won't need the extra good word."
The Principal from the school where he was hired called last Friday afternoon (we thought the call was to say that the job had gone to someone else). Instead she offered him the fifth grade slot instead of the fourth he interviewed for (much more his style).
He starts in a about week. Has training next Monday (of course it's right when Rob needs help moving... seriously, how are we ever go to pay Rob back for all his help with our gazillion moves?).
We are counting our blessings. It is near impossible for most teachers looking for work down here to get an interview, let alone a job right now, so we know the Lord had a hand in making this happen. We won't even miss a paycheck! Pheew!
He interviewed a few weeks ago for their fourth grade position. After interviewing we ran into my visiting teaching companion who raved about the principal and offered to put in a good word.
Later she told us that before putting in a good word she asked her current principal (who Mike had interviewed with before) if it would even help. Their conversation went something like this:
Principal: "Who is this for?"
Jeri (my VT Companion): "Michael Porter"
P: "Oh! We want him at our school so bad, but are waiting for our enrollment numbers to go up. Ya... putting in a good word would have helped to get him an interview, but Mike interviews so well he won't need the extra good word."
The Principal from the school where he was hired called last Friday afternoon (we thought the call was to say that the job had gone to someone else). Instead she offered him the fifth grade slot instead of the fourth he interviewed for (much more his style).
He starts in a about week. Has training next Monday (of course it's right when Rob needs help moving... seriously, how are we ever go to pay Rob back for all his help with our gazillion moves?).
We are counting our blessings. It is near impossible for most teachers looking for work down here to get an interview, let alone a job right now, so we know the Lord had a hand in making this happen. We won't even miss a paycheck! Pheew!
Ali's 11thBirthday!
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| That's Stu in the corner. They were down to visit. |
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| Ali reading a card (like Elvis?) |
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| Pillow Pet from the Porter Family (not us :) those visiting ones). |
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| Her new mp3 player (and lots of cash from her grandparents behind it... thank you). |
Happy Birthday, Ali!!! We love you!!!
No infection!? Have you seen my cheek???
I took a big bite of cereal, carefully making sure to only chew on my left side. A couple of grape nuts escaped to the other side of my mouth, sending a sharp zing through my newly crowned molar when I bit down.
Should it still be hurting this much? I thought as I popped another 5 Advil (barely numbing the pain).
The pain didn't get better. I felt like a nursing mother again, the pain startling me awake each night. I rolled over to the medicine waiting on my nightstand. More Advil, more water and once the ibuprofen kicked in, more sleep.
I knew it was time to see the dentist again when the Advil was no longer helping and I woke for my middle of the night tooth "nursing" to find the right side of cheek swollen.
"There's no infection. I don't see anything that says that you need a root canal." My dentist stared at the x-ray and back at my swollen cheek. I stared at the x-ray too, trying to will the x-ray to give my dentist some answer to make the pain go away.
She sent me off with a referral to an endodontist (root canal doc) in one hand, and a prescription of viacadin in the other.
The Endodontist said the tooth had undergone too much trauma from getting a crown put on and it caused the tooth to start dying. There was infection, just not visible because it was leaking out the bottom of the tooth and into my gums and face (lovely.. I know). He gave me antibiotics and set me up for a root canal 5 days later.
I have never been in such extreme pain in my life (and I have a very high tolerance for pain). No child bearing experience of mine could ever top those 5 days, not even my c-section recovery. It got to the point that I called back the day I came home and tried to reschedule the root canal for sooner, even that day, but the doctor had already left and wouldn't be back until Monday.
It was a long weekend, but by the time the morning of the root canal rolled around, the swelling had gone down, and the pain was back to being bearable.
The procedure was easy and painless. So glad it's over with. I still wish I had Mike's genes when it comes to teeth. Not fair that he can skip out on getting cavities and I can't, even with my "by the book" hygiene. Not cool, Mike. :)
Should it still be hurting this much? I thought as I popped another 5 Advil (barely numbing the pain).
The pain didn't get better. I felt like a nursing mother again, the pain startling me awake each night. I rolled over to the medicine waiting on my nightstand. More Advil, more water and once the ibuprofen kicked in, more sleep.
I knew it was time to see the dentist again when the Advil was no longer helping and I woke for my middle of the night tooth "nursing" to find the right side of cheek swollen.
"There's no infection. I don't see anything that says that you need a root canal." My dentist stared at the x-ray and back at my swollen cheek. I stared at the x-ray too, trying to will the x-ray to give my dentist some answer to make the pain go away.
She sent me off with a referral to an endodontist (root canal doc) in one hand, and a prescription of viacadin in the other.
The Endodontist said the tooth had undergone too much trauma from getting a crown put on and it caused the tooth to start dying. There was infection, just not visible because it was leaking out the bottom of the tooth and into my gums and face (lovely.. I know). He gave me antibiotics and set me up for a root canal 5 days later.
I have never been in such extreme pain in my life (and I have a very high tolerance for pain). No child bearing experience of mine could ever top those 5 days, not even my c-section recovery. It got to the point that I called back the day I came home and tried to reschedule the root canal for sooner, even that day, but the doctor had already left and wouldn't be back until Monday.
It was a long weekend, but by the time the morning of the root canal rolled around, the swelling had gone down, and the pain was back to being bearable.
The procedure was easy and painless. So glad it's over with. I still wish I had Mike's genes when it comes to teeth. Not fair that he can skip out on getting cavities and I can't, even with my "by the book" hygiene. Not cool, Mike. :)
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