Do you hear what I hear?

I LOVE PUBLIC EDUCATION!

There. I said it. If you know me, you already know it. Val loves the public school system.

Do you hear what I hear?

There is a wonderful sound right this second at my kitchen table. The sound of Ms. VanBallas educating my boy. Ms. VanBallas, our tutor from the spring has willingly returned to us. We are so happy.

She is sipping her daily Diet Pepsi. She is enjoying the medieval coins, rocks from every country, and the chocolate buttons from the Cadbury plant we brought her from the UK. She is smiling, laughing with the boy, wowing at the size of the fatty cattys and she is investing in a child that she didn't bear. She has already been investing in 120 others earlier today, and still has a little left for my boy. Thanks be to God.

I am so sick of hearing the people saying they are going to home school because public education isn't getting it done. These same people who were SCHOOLED by public education are now going to educate because the education isn't good enough for their child. That public education is broken.

Some of my best best friends on this planet are or have been teachers. They aren't broken.

An imperfect system? Sure. Imperfect people? Sure.

Last week, the boy and I met with four team teachers, his school nurse, school counselor, vice-principal, and Ms. VanBallas. Plus me. There were 9 adults sitting at that table, with their juice and doughnuts we brought, and were completely investing in the success of my boy. That doesn't include the team at the hospital that is right in there with us. I was sure to point out to the boy that all these people were there in his best interest. On his side. On his team.

If you know the boy, he got a sheepish grin and was a little embarrassed at the attention. But he loved it.

For all the negative press, stories of abuse, academic neglect, and the failure of public education, I wanted to state for public record that there is some really great things going on with education. Just ask me. :)

Pictures that make me happy today

Right by the high school--the Girl's first day of her

senior year

Us, Tallants, and Allisons at the temple --

the first time our immediate family has ever been

all together there. Very tender. :)

This is my new favorite. Love the color
shade diversity

When life gives you animals--shoot them (No Brian, it isn't what you think)

Sometimes when you are so focused on a certain goal

(like using the new camera to shoot a picture of a

beautiful blue flower in the yard)

God seems to send a little window dressing along

to make the picture that much sweeter.

Thanks yellow bug for the surprise cameo. :)

Somestime we only see the bars of the cages that hold

us back. However, sometimes God seems to have

an ability to move those bars that obstruct our view

so that we can get that clear shot.

And sometimes the bars add interest int he background.

Sometimes you don't think the shot will work out

because it is too dark. However, light always wins

over the dark and a little flash can go a long way.

Speaking of light, Rudy our photo teacher would be very

proud of me for using natural window light.

Sometimes the best moments in life don't involve

any words at all. :)

Taking a field trip to Nebraska tomorrow to the temple. :)

When life gives you dust--draw pictures

One of my most favorite things about living in the "States"

is that most of the roads are paved. Even the obscure ones,

way out in the middle of no where. I always notice pavement.

Growing up in Alaska, we didn't have many paved roads.

Sure, most of the main street ones were,

but generally, life in my mind

was defined by how hard packed the dirt had become

or who had to walk into their properties during spring thaw

or "break-up" because their roads had become impassible

to drive from snow, water, and mud.

Folks Missourians would call "country" had the walk-in

types of roads. I lived by maintained gravel roads, and

Mr. Fun lived on pavement. Of course. :)

With so many gravely roads, there is the the by-product

of dirt and dust. I didn't realize how much dust there

was in AK until moving to the Lower 48.

The cars are soooo clean here. Strange.

I got the dust picture from some forward email.

I like his attitude.

For another random thought, I am cleaning out my

photo files, and found these two of the catties. They are

turning one on Friday, and I thought you would enjoy a

little glimpse of them. This is Sparta. He likes to lay

flat on his back and sleep. Being a novice cat owner,

that seems to be a weird position to me.

This is Smoke. He can be a good sport.

Lets The Boy do anything to him. :)

As much as the catties annoy me,

they had been a true blessing of love and fun

for The Boy. Live-in Besties as

The Girl would say. :)
Happy Birthday Catties.

Wannt Take A Field Trip: A hot summer-y follow up

Just in case you have nothing more pressing to do than to follow the

"birthing" of a new non-profit, then today is your lucky day.

"It Wont Happen To Me" (IWHTM) had it's Missouri coming out party

last night in the booming metropolis of Smithville, Mo.

Popular 5,000 give or take a few. We had everything you would

want in a small town party. And let me state for the record:

it was hot. And I am not talking about the activities.

Although, those were great.

Naturally, we had the Star Spangled Banner
(the mid-west version of an opening prayer)
and Old Glory.

We had our sleeping dogs

There was ice cream on the square in an old fashioned

candy store--Nellie's (check it out on the web--named

after the death of another friend who died from cancer--

started by her family--same cancer Mr. Fun had

almost two years ago).

Of course, where there is ice cream, there

are children (and one Dave Tallant)

I told Lori the trade/display booth

ancient chinese secret (I am chinese you know)
Dum-Dums.

Where there are Dum-Dums, there are kids.

Where there are kids, there are parents.

Parents with teen drivers. :)

Here is our booth...it was WINNNNNNDy but everything

remained in tact. Love the banner stand.
Thanks Tom A. It worked like a dream.

Lori and Tom had their game ON! They did

such a fantastic job of talking with folks,

networking, and getting right in there.

I am really proud of them.

I, on the other hand, functioned more

as sweaty window dressing.

When I say hot, I mean hot.
I mean as "hot as

(as the mormons say)

'h-e-double toothpicks'" .

Next stop--IWHTM Walkathon.

Saturday, September 19th, at 10 am.

Macken Park, North Kansas City, MO.

See www.itwonthappentome.org

for registration information and forms

(they should be posted soon--if not already)

or get a hold of me or Lori

at lori@itwonthappentome.org

for forms or to make a donation.