octember

I think I need to get out of teaching. I think somehow I have dailed my little ones. Every day we sing the "Months of the year" song. My kids know it by heart and sing it all the time. Yesterday was shyanne's birthday. I asked her when her big brothers birthday was and she said "I don't know. Maybe Octember."
Come on Shy Shy at the very least it's Octover. You always say that!

It got me thinking maybe we can make up some new months to make more time for our selves.
January
Octember
Farch( this month will be made up entierly of Friday's and Saturdays.)
Aplriluy...

I like it.

Feid Trip

This is how the conversation went with my little kids as we walked past the statue shop that is just up the street from the preschool.

Shyanne: Teacher Lisa thats Jesus! That's Jesus!

Nettie:No, Teacher Lisa that's God. It's God. That's God!

Moshood: Ahhhhh! A Ghost!

one of those days

sorry gang I forgot to take my Bitch-be-gone pills this morning.

bless the child

Today I was hanging out in the 2 year old class. Chillin' with the babes. And sweet little Maridaliea looks at my arm and says
"Teacher Brown."
That's right the little angel noticed my tan.
Bless her.
Bless her.

He's not so bad

So I know I give him a hard time but I do have to give props to my bro. for turning his life around. He is doing counseling. Calling his sponcer when he's tempted. And hey he's even talking to his favorite little sister again. It's kind of cool.

Side note. You've all heard of the "F- Bomb." I experianced the "Fully automatic F- Machine gun." It was great. I tried to keep to count but I couldn't keep up.

Picture it

He's 27
He's bald
He's got more tattoo's then body parts
He's got an on and off jail record that goes all the way back to the age of 13
He's got a mouth that can weave profanities so fast he puts Eminem to shame
He's tat's range from personal pride to white power.
He's been shot
He's been stabbed (twice)
He's funnier then Adrew Dice Clay

He is my brother. He is MY brother? He IS my Brother.