Random Ish

Every year my principal, Mr. J, comes in my classroom a few times to observe and evaluate my teaching.  Whenever this is going to happen, I warn my students ahead of time to ensure their cooperation.  I usually tell them that if the evaluation goes badly, the principal will tell me I have to get a different job and then I can't be their teacher anymore.  Because my students think I'm the awesomest, this works pretty well.  After my little speech, one of my students, T,  came up to me looking very worried.  He cried, "Mrs. Jackson, make sure you leave the picture Izzy made for you up so Mr. J will see it!"  Woah, good thinking T.  Pretty sure his idea saved my job.  Thanks, T.  

In other news, my car had a birthday.  She is getting very old.  But I love her and will take care of her until she dies.  Pretty cool, huh?

Uncle Jesse took the boys swimming last Saturday.  Forgot Cha-Cha's swimsuit so he looked like a Euro-baby.  So cute!  

We went to the REAL game in their new stadium.  Way cool.  We sat in front of this dood.  Can anyone tell me what the H he is wearing on his head?  If you ever want the extremely rare experience of hearing Jesse yelling, come to one of these games with him.  It's a side of him I've never seen before.