Ahoy It's A Boy!

One should never give me a theme party to plan, I will take the idea and run with it for sure. So my good friend Marie is expecting a little boy. So we thought we would usher him into the world in style with a nautical themed shower to match his nursery.

The centerpiece of the party was the darling cake that I crafted. It tasted as good as it looked. Those whales jumping out of the ocean were just so darn cute.



Ahoy, It's A Boy! was certainly the theme of the day. This cute banner I crafted out of construction paper and die cut letters. It helped to set the mood for the day.



I am most proud of the diaper cakes. Not only were they a cute centerpiece for the table, but they prove to be a very useful gift for the mommy to be.

Here I am with Marie. She looks like she is ready to pop. We cannot wait to meet baby. I hope he arrives soon and is kind to his mommy.

These were the tables, complete with the diaper cakes and baby pictures provided by the grammas to be. It made you wonder who the baby would look like. I sure he will be a cutie pie.

A Reflection

I am sitting here in my office, almost quitting time on my last day as an employee, staring unemployment in the face, I am getting sad. What does the future hold? Will I be one ofthe lucky few to be called back. Or after nine years am I done with this place.
I started working here as a 21 year old baby, ready to conquer the world and save the children. Did I save any of them? Or have the children I have educated forgotten me? Or have I forgotten them.

This last year has been a roller coaster. I knew it was doomed from the beginning. One week in, m grandfather passed. I think that really set the tone for the year. Yes, there have been some bright spots, the kids are awesome. But half way through the year, I knew that my position was going to be eliminated. I came to terms with that, then came the slew of lay off letters in the mail. It was down hill from there.

Surprisingly this last week has been the best week of work for me in a while. I have had a carefree attitude, chaperoned two field trips, and packed up my things with a smile on my face. I brought treats for the kids that have helped me. But as I say goodbye to the kids that have meant the most to be, I find myself fighting back tears.

In the last nine years, I have worked with kids and adults that challenged me and made me grow. There have been others that have been a guiding light for me. And still others that have moved on to other districts and states to do bigger and better things.

So I guess my time here has not been wasted, but in the end it is hard to say goodbye.