Jayne's first day of school.

Okay Donald's now

Ok so here is my first paper for English. Robyn helped me a lot with the
Fluidity of words. I am suppose to learn to write like this for my English class, and then get better. I have to admit I really didn't get the concept until Robyn sat down with me and helped. Thanks Robyn.

It was a typical Monday. Everything was well. The birds were cooing, the sun was
shinning. Sara had gotten up, dressed, and ready for school. Time was cruising along nicely when the door bell rang. “Sara its Brynn time to go.” Out the door she flew without a goodbye, I chased her down. As I approached her Abby and Jayne came over for their farewell kiss from Sara too. Jayne being 3 and Abby being 2 are not in school yet and love to help send Sara off. While outside I begin chatting with Michelle a neighbor, and got carried away in conversation. After about 45 minutes outside Abby decided to go into the apartment. She shut the door and journeyed into play. After about 5 minutes of no Abby I decided I’d check on her. I walked over and opened the door to walk in. “WHACK!” perhaps I am confused the door didn’t open. To my astonishment it was LOCKED! I felt dumb here I am outside in my pajamas no keys
no phone no shoes and my 2 year old has locked me out. Now what? I grunted at the door. My mind begin to wander the very edges of reason in fear of what I might find when the door sprang open. Is she into my jewelry? Is she ordering from e-bay? Is she drawing a marker mural on the walls? All of the things my mind could dredged up, none were very enthralling.

I rang the doorbell repeatedly no response. I knocked, and shook the door still nothing. I yelled out “ABBY!” to which I hear a faint and distant “what?” As my mind yelled back “Don’t you what me!” My mouth more controlled replied “Come open the door!” The sweet angel in her tender trot came to the door as requested. I could hear the lock jiggle and impatiently waited for the door to open, when I hear a sweet “I can’t.” As irritation welled deep inside me knowing she can open that door she has done so before. I resounded myself to play her game. I began to think of way for her to easily unlock the door. I sent her to retrieve the stool.
I remembered it was unattainable. I redirected her to the computer chair, “Get the computer chair!” I commanded her. “Okay.” She replied. A few seconds went by, and I faintly hear “I can’t!” By now I can’t is causing grumbling within me, and a uncertain surge of tension coming for my depths. As I stood there envisioning myself flying through the door and spanking an obediently disobedient little girl, I recomposed and sent her to get a kitchen chair. Again she replied, “Okay.” A few seconds later I could hear the sounds of the chair sliding on the floor and then the thud as it hit the door. Yreka! She was on a chair at the door. The lock began to juggle again, there was no doubt the door would open this time. Then I heard it, “I can’t!” Of course you can’t! What fun is that? Open the door now and the game is
over. As I pondered my situation I recalled the sliding door on the other side of the room. Abby has never successfully escaped that door but I was becoming helpless. I instructed Abby to go open the sliding glass door. She replied again with, “Okay.”

I wandered through the wet grass barefoot dodging doggy poop, to the door. To my
astonishment I peered inside and there stood my mischievous angel in her favorite birthday suit. The one I had given her nearly 3 years ago. I chuckled and hollered for Michelle. To come see my sight, which relieved a small portion of upheaval I felt inside. As Abby struggled to unlock the door, Michelle asked if I wanted to call someone. Ah! There was a good idea. Luckily I had equipped my sister Robyn with a key, and she would be coming along soon. I could call and put rush on her arrival. I called, it rang, “Please pick up!” She did and hysterically was on her way. Now to wait it out. Relaxing, conversing, and waiting when Michelle brilliant as ever suggested I tell Abby that Jayne and I are going to McDonald’s and will be back later. I did just that. Abby was not impressed! She began to yell, and informed me that I was not leaving her. I walked back over sat down and continued to wait. A couple of minutes passed and the door suddenly sprang open and a fully clothed ready for McDonald’s, Abby walked out saying. “Okay Donald’s now.”

Abby locked me out.

This morning when Sara left for school I stepped out and was talking to the neighbor. We talked for about and hour. During this time Jayne and Abby were in and out of our apartment. One of the time Abby went in she shut the door. She likes to shut the door so I thought nothing of it. After her being inside by herself for a little bit I went to check on her. I found the door locked. I ran the door bell, knocked and the door and yelled for her telling her to open the door. I hear her tell me "I can't" from somewhere back in the apartment. I finally got her to come. She couldn't unlock the door. She tried to get the computer chair over to the door, but my cosmetology bag was in the way. So I here "I Can't" again. Then get the yellow chair from the kitchen I tell her. "Ok" she says. anyway she tries and tries but can't unlock the door. (I know she can but she wont.) I then went around to the sliding glass door to get her to open it. I found a naked little girl running a muck in my home. She couldn't unlock the door. So I called Robyn who has a spare and luckily she was on her way. I told Abby that seeing as I was stuck outside Jayne and I were going to McDonald's. She was not to happy. She got dressed and opened the front door.

Sara"s First day of 1st grade.

In Sara's words.
Sara got off to the bus on time today, headed for school. When I got there someone helped me find the right teacher. My teacher's name is Mrs. Jones. I did math and spelling practice spelling her name. For lunch I had a hot dog with ketchup and fruit then I went to recess. We went to the gym to watch whatever it's called the patriot and learn the school rules. We went to the class, and then we went to the bus. I missed my bus. Mom came and got me and I went to girl scouts.

This is me tammy, I was waiting at the bus stop when I got a call telling me that Sara missed the bus. When I arrived I found her sitting with her teacher. Her teacher was very apologetic she said it was her fault. She hadn't got her on the list as a bus child. She has that fixed and things should go off without a hitch tomorrow. I think she is going to like 1st grade. She has some of her kindergarten friends in her class.

This a story of a girl.

So as you all know I have been saying that I will be going back to school. Well I am all set to start on Wednesday the 26th. Let me tell you about my experience. I July I fully intended to get over and get the ball rolling. I waited until the week that Johanna was here so that she would sit with the girls. I worked out the Friday that week was to be the day. We all know what happened that day. Hello appendicitis. Then I had healing time I was to take. Ok so that put me at last week. On Wednesday I went over and talked with this person and that and took the assessment test. They told me that I should be able to register in 24 to 48 hours. Well that is Friday. Is past Friday I came down with an infection of some kind in my throat. I think it was tonsillitis, the doctor wasn't sure he just was positive that I needed antibiotics. Saturday was the pike of infection day. I have been getting better and hope I am done being sick for a while knock on wood!! Anyway back to the matter at hand. I went to my student "My Page" on the SLCC web site and found that I still could not register. I called and talk to someone got that started out and started to register. I pulled up the calls I needed to get into and of the 3 I could get into 1. I was not happy. So I register for the 1 class and was left to hope that I could get the instructors to let me in on the first day. I know nothing about financial aid and i scares the crap out of me. so far ever thing seems to be OK. I now get to go stand in line a financial aid to turn in one piece of paper. With that done I should be fine right?! This morning I received a phone call for a lady named Debbie, she is with the cosmetology program and has called to tell me that I need to be signed up for all the classes or non. Would I like to have them all? Of course! Apparently the is a waiting list for these classes and I by weird happening I registered for that class just as someone dropped it. So long story short I got into all the classes I need to be in and all my financial aid needs are being met. Thank Goodness.

unifom pictuers

Here are pictures of Sara in her uniform.

just so you all know.

My tummy still hurts!!!! The doctor said that it looks great and I can return to normal activity. Thank for all the help many hugs and thanks.