Super Size Nothing!

On the 18th, Hubby drove me to OKC to go to a baby shower for a friend. He dropped me off at the shower and then went to spend time with FIL (his dad). On the way, we stopped for lunch at a McDonald's on the Turner Turnpike. Now I know, most people think it is disgusting... but to me there is just something do good about a plain cheeseburger from McDonald's. I am sure if I knew what was really in it I may not think that but I just don't like to think about where any of my food really comes from. Anyways, we start back down the turnpike when I pull out my fries.

WHAT THE HELL?!?!?!

Yes, that fry thing really was as small as it looks!

I understand that the world of a child is becoming a fatter place but dang people...Why do I have to suffer? McDonald's already offers healthy choices, why do you have to make my fries smaller? It's not my fault if some bratty little kid convinces his/her parents to get fries instead of the healthy option.

If you weren't sure about how I felt about this, please know that I felt robbed. I guess Hubby will have to start super-sizing all of his meals just so I can get some more french fries out of the deal.

President's Day

We took a week to talk about President's Day... who our current President is, who George Washington and Abraham Lincoln were, how you become the President and so on.

Our little craft for the week was to make George or Abe. Here are a few: 

For the actual President's Day, the students were out of school while I, and the rest of the district, were getting professionally developed. I can say that I would have much rather spent the day with my students as none of the meetings I attended had to go to taught me anything. Oh well, maybe next time.

100th Day of School

February 2nd, we celebrated the 100th Day of School. In the afternoon, we had five stations to rotate through.

making trail mix using 100 pieces of food

using paint dobbers to make 100 dots around a star

counting 100 beads and then making it into a necklace

counting 100 legos and then getting to play with them

...and I guess I didn't take a picture of the last station. To be honest, now I don't remember what it was. Huh,, lesson plans came in handy. I was able to pull them up to figure out what it was. The last station was to color a "I'm 100 days smarter" pennant.

The friends in their 100th Day hats

This is a squiggle. It can be done various ways. Today they were given a 100. They had to turn the 100 into a picture and write about it.

"My 100th day squiggle is a valentine's krd."

"My 100th day squiggle is attack spider. It has all kinds of weapons. It has a shield nothing can get through it."

"My 100th day squiggle is a butrfli."

 What would a 5 or 6 year old buy with $100???

My little dinosaur expert

This friend would buy teeth with $100.

This friend would buy cotton balls. Lifetime supply, I guess.

$100 worth of gumballs... this friend needs to make nice with the one buying teeth.

 The kids enjoyed their 100th day of school and so did I... it meant we are on the downhill slide!

Valentine's Day

I know Valentine's Day was weeks ago but I haven't posted about it! (and, I haven't posted about the 100th Day of School either, which was even further back... oops.)

One of my little sweeties brought me this adorable Valentine!

The kids were pretty cute. They kept wishing each other a Happy Valentine's Day all day long. It was like it was the greatest holiday.

I had intended to make these, let them decorate our room for a day or two and then send them home as Valentine presents but Mother Nature had a different idea. Well, maybe not Mother Nature, maybe Superintendent since a snow day was called on the 13th when there really wasn't much snow to speak of. Anyways, it was a little pinterest idea that I got from my friend Jade. She used hers to hang in the window but had the idea to make a mobile out of it. We did... but it was sort of a pain in my butt. If I do it again, it will need some re-thinking. However, they turned out quite cute.

That was Valentine's Day in a nutshell. <3

20 weeks

Wednesday, February 25th, Snowflake turned 20 weeks! 

That means we are half way there! HOLY COW!

Snowflake weighs about 10 1/2 ounces now. Snowflake is also around 6 1/2 inches long from head to bottom and about 10 inches from head to heel — the length of a banana. (For the first 20 weeks, when a baby's legs are curled up against his torso and hard to measure, measurements are taken from the top of his head to his bottom — the "crown to rump" measurement. After 20 weeks, baby is measured from head to toe.)

Snowflake is swallowing more these days, which is good practice for the digestive system. Snowflake is also producing meconium, a black, sticky by-product of digestion. This gooey substance will accumulate in the bowels, and you'll see it in his the soiled diaper (some babies pass meconium in the womb or during delivery).

I still cannot say that I have had any confirmed movement. Snowflake still has not answered when I ask if that is it moving. After a long day at school, I come home ready to crash (which I usually do on the couch). Good thing my Pa has informed me that "it's okay for pregnant ladies to be lazy." So, for any of you out there... just tell your significant other that my Pa says it is OK.


The mother-in-law has told me on several occasions that we need to talk, sing or read to Snowflake. I told her, "by the end of the school day, it probably just wants me to shut up. It may never want to come out of its warm little bubble after hearing me harp on kids all day long." :) 

First thing we bought Snowflake was...

...diapers!

Tobie sniffed them and asked, "Where's my Target purchase?"

My friend let me know that Target was having a diaper sale. Buy 2 boxes and get a $10 Target gift card. Sounds like a good deal since we are going to be using diapers. So off we went for a Friday night "date".


In case you are like me, you may not know there are different kinds of diapers. I do not know the difference and may never learn but there are. For Pampers, there are Swaddlers, Baby Dry and Cruisers. Now each diaper 'brand' as I call them comes in a different count and for this bargain, you had to buy a particular count. It could be of any brand but had to follow the count. So we chose a 128 count size 1 Baby Dry and a 160 count size 2 Swaddlers.


For one box, there was a sign right there saying you got a gift card with purchase but there wasn't with the other so we checked and double checked the ad on my phone before we took them to check out. We get to the register and she rings our whole purchase up but does not offer us the gift card. Now I shop and I do bargains frequently enough to know that the register will prompt the cashier to give the gift card but it didn't. :( So, I say "We should get a $10 gift card for buying those 2 boxes of diapers."
Cashier: Oh, well let me check again. [and does a price inquiry on the boxes]. Well, it's not coming up to do a gift card.
Me: [pulling out my phone with the ad on it] Your ad says with a purchase of 2 boxes you get a $10 gift card. 
Cashier: [looks at my phone and reads the ad, then asks for someone else (I am guessing a manager type person, so that is what I will call her) to come over] Uh, they say they are supposed to get a gift card when buying these diapers but it's not coming up. And they have something on their phone.
Manager: [also price checks them] You see this asterisk? That means it qualifies for the gift card. The other box you have doesn't count.
Me: Your ad says any of these brands in the certain count size listed [and I show her the ad on my phone to which she looks at and then hastily grabs the paper edition by the register and flips through it like she is annoyed with me]. After flipping past it, I say, It was right there, on the page before, in the middle [and she hastily turns the page back].
Manager: Well it says this $37.99 box.
Me: It says the $37.99 or any of the other brands in certain sizes listed, which is what we have.
Manager: Huh. Well, I can't make the register issue a gift card but I can give you $5 off your purchase.
Me: [looking at Hubby and thinking $5?! I am supposed to get $10!] That would be fine, but can you at least do $10 since I am supposed to get a $10 gift card?!?
Manager: Oh. Sorry. Yes.

And that was the end of our first baby buying experience. It gave me a little anxiety. As we left, I asked Hubby if he thought I was crazy for pushing for my $10? 
Hubby: No, that is what the ad said. You were just following the ad.
Me: Would you have argued with them about it?? 
Hubby: I didn't have to. You did.
Me: But would you have if I weren't there?
Hubby: I guess. It is just wanting what the ad says.


I also felt bad for the 4 people in line behind us. By the time we finished, it was just one man. He probably felt 'sorry for the sucker that married her.' :) We have since returned to Target and bought two more boxes of diapers and gotten a $5 gift card without any fuss. {and I looked in their ad for this week... another gift card opportunity and I have a coupon!}

19 Weeks

I , scratch that, We became 19 weeks old on Wednesday, February 15th. According to a phone app (babycenter)...

"Snowflake’s sensory development is exploding! His/her brain is designating specialized areas for smell, taste, hearing, vision, and touch. Some research suggests that he/she may be able to hear your voice now, so don't be shy about reading aloud, talking to, or singing a happy tune if the mood strikes you.

Snowflake weighs about 8 1/2 ounces and measures 6 inches, head to bottom — about the size of a large heirloom tomato. Arms and legs are in the right proportions to each other and the rest of the body now. Kidneys continue to make urine and hair on the scalp is sprouting. A waxy protective coating called the vernix caseosa is forming on the skin to prevent it from pickling in the amniotic fluid."

{the app does not call baby Snowflake, it actually said 'she' everytime even though I entered that we do not know the gender}

This is some of the other fun stuff I see on my app. A weekly fruit picture and gestational picture of what little Snowflake looks like in there.

At our last appointment, on Valentine's Day, the nurse asked if I felt anything yet, like butterflies or gas? My response is no but every now and then I feel something that feels more like a muscle twitch. When I pause to devote my whole attention to the feeling, it stops. Now if I feel it, I ask, "Snowflake, is that you?" It hasn't answered.

We also scheduled our appointment for the ultrasound to find out if Snowflake is a boy or girl. We haven't decided if we are going to have an ever popular gender revealing party or just tell people. Heck, maybe we won't tell people at all! ;) Decisions, decisions. 

I would just like to note that I feel like I am already better about documenting! I just hope I can keep up. :)