Firetruck 2012

A visit from the Firetruck at school

Note:  Firetrucks are best viewed from a distance.

School's out for summer!

I'm a little behind in my posts but that's what summer's all about, right? The Squirrel had her last day of school on May 23 and we threw a blowout, beach party bash! Okay, so maybe it was just some decorations, Chick-Fil-A lunch and some pudding but whatever. We loved our school friends and our teachers this year and Harps has been talking about them alot. I think she misses her buddies! And yes, I forgot my camera so you'll have to deal with the iPhone documentation.















This last picture is Harper's best buddy from school, Hatcher. I say "best buddy" because Jared cringes when I say boyfriend. These two followed each other around like puppies all year. Harper will randomly say Hatcher's name throughout the day at home and I understand from Hatcher's mom that the feelings were mutual. Harper went so far as to name one of her babies Hatcher and apparently Hatcher has a stuffed animal, a ball, a blanket and a few other items by the name of Harper. Guess you can't stand in the way of young love!


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School Christmas Party

So what does a school Christmas party for 16 - 21 month olds look like?

Kids being confused as to why their parents are all there early

Eating Chick-fil-a nuggets, fruit and crackers

Hugging on Daddy because its so crazy that he's at school!

Decorating Christmas cookies

Having Mommy micromanage the cookie decorating

Discussing the state of the economy and the effects of holiday spending with her classmates

And eating the icing off of aforementioned Christmas cookie

 Wishing Ms. Julie and Ms. Nelly a very restful holiday break!

School Bullying

So I know school bullying is a hot topic right now and many-a-celebrity have stepped up to the plate with anti-bullying campaigns and messages. The Meabons would like to officially jump on the bandwagon now that school bullying has personally effected our family.

I go to pick up Harps from school today, only to be greeted by a grimacing teacher and the statement, "we need to talk". Oh crap! What does this mean? Is everything okay? As I was escorted over to sign an incident report, I'm thinking "Oh great. The Squirrel is a biter. Or even worse, did she beat someone up?".

Nope. Turns out my precious little angel is the victim! Insert small sigh of relief that my child is not, in fact, a biter followed by panic that something horrible has happened.

Harper has a pincher in her class who's aggression is now being taken out on the Squirrel's arms. Of course they can't say who did it so I immediately start scanning the room to find out which little monster laid a hand on my child. Which one year old has a look of guilt and won't look at me in the eyes? Come on you little boogers - I see a few unclipped fingernails in this room!




I calm down, get the girl all packed up and head to the car to give Jared a call and fill him in on "the incident". You would have thought I told him Harper had been run over by a car! I might or might not have heard a few F-bombs, a few death threats (yes, to one-year-olds) and the statement "No one hurts my daughter and gets away with it!" And I thought I was over-reacting? Little did I realize I married a meathead five years ago.

So please mark your calendars for the first annual Meabon Family Anti-Bullying, Overly Protective Parents, Child Threatening, No One Puts Baby In A Corner Walk-A-Thon. Details to be announced at a later date.

And to think, we still have middle school ahead of us - ugh!