Write Like Nobody's Reading

The past few months have been crammed with the girls' activities, family outings and working. Yes, I work away from the home now! Over the summer I landed a job at an awesome bakery where I ate my way through my shifts and brought home pounds of delectable desserts and breakfast treats for my family. The pastry chef and cake decorator is a mom friend of mine and I quickly made friends with the artisan bread baker, the owner and the other two girls in front. There was a grumpy head chef when I first started, who made me his private-enemy-number-one, but in a random act of selfishness he left the bakery and started working at Pier 1. Seriously. I was a happy camper. The whole bakery atmosphere changed to one where everyone got along. 

Then that same week my phone rang with the school district asking me to come for an interview! A week or so later I was given the position of Special Ed Instructional Aide! I start tomorrow at a nearby middle school. It's actually the same school my oldest daughter will attend in sixth grade. If I am still working there, I will see her in the halls. Poor baby ;) I plan to embarrass her ruthlessly regardless of where I work, so I am looking forward to it! 

I was sad to leave my friends at the bakery, but their amazing handiwork will keep me coming in weekly for scones and pink lemonade bars. I immediately called my cousin, Kae the family baker, after being offered the special ed position. She gladly accepted my old job and is now a natural with the cash register, customer service, and baked goods knowledge! This is her first job ever, so I'm pretty proud. (If you don't count the piano lessons she gave Aubrey, in which I paid for with ice cream sundaes and smoothies;)

Aubrey is keeping her pretty little head above water in first grade. She was placed in an accelerated class that has truly challenged her academically. One of her spelling words was cephylothorax. See! I don't even know how to spell it! And I'm not going to spell check that word just to prove my point. I consider myself a spelling Nazi. It sets my teeth on edge every time I see a misspelled word in professional signage or literature. Go ahead, proof read this post to check for errors. I'm sure there are endless grammar errors, but I said I was a spelling Nazi, remember? I am miles upon miles from being spelling perfect, but that's why God invented spell check! My point? I have one, I promise. I was absolutely shocked to hear that word was on the spelling test. FOR SIX YEAR OLDS! My baby tried her best to sound it out and got it wrong of course. Mrs. P. (to her credit) was probably just checking to see how they'd do with such a difficult word and wrote "Great Try!" on Aubrey's test in bright red. I was pretty proud. And still shocked.

Speaking of Miss Aubrey, I am leaving to pick her up from school right now and will update you on wild Eve another time. Oh boy, do I have stories about that little critter. Halloween was a hoot, let me tell you!

Happy Trails!

B