OK, to this may be extremely sappy, but here goes anyway...
In a large plastic bin on the floor of our closet, folded nicely, there sits a huge, hand-knitted, pink and white baby blanket. The blanket was made almost thirty years ago by the loving hands of a mother, a brother, and two sisters. On cold nights, or when someone is sick, The blanket is carely taken out of the bin and wrapped around ill or coldest member in the household.
This was Jenn's baby blanket. Her mother, brother, and sisters made it for her when she was born. It it pink with white alphabet blocks on it. It's warm, and soft, and larger than any of us, so it can be wrapped around any of us when we are cold or sick.
The most special thing about this blanket, however, is that it survived for thirty years. When Jenn was young (I don't know how old), her family home caught fire and burned to the ground. Everyone escaped the blaze, with Jenn being carried out wrapped in that blanket. It was one of the few material items in the house that were saved.
This blanket reminds me of a few things. It reminds me of my parents, who always kept me safe, even in the most financially difficult of times. It reminds me of Jenn's family, and specifically her Mom, who has helped us out time and again, especially in the early years of our marriage. It reminds me of Jenn, who loves me more than anything, and has supported me since our first day together. It reminds me of my children, who keep me sane when my job gets stressful. But most of all, it reminds me of God.
God is my security blanket. He loves me and protects me every day. He gave me my parents, who taught me to be the person I am. He gave me Jenn, who is the most wonderful woman I ever met. He gave my my children, who helped me to realize my responsibilities and also keep me sane and happy. Obviously not all times in my life will be this good, and bad things will happen to me at some point, but I always know, that like Jenn was wrapped in that baby blanket to get through the fire. I am safe in this world by being wrapped up in the love of God.







This is one of my bulletin boards. It's always a challenge to figure out how to cover the vast empty wall space in my classroom, which is two-thirds bulletin board. This bulletin board is from a calendar Uncle Bob (who taught for thirty years) gave me to use in my classroom.























Nicky lifted 120 lbs. with the help of a lever and Kairi generated enough power on a treadmill to turn on a video monitor. There was a HUGE kaliedescope and a sand art pendulum, and a wall for building chutes that a golf ball could travel down. We also tried our luck at arm 


















