I've decided that if I'm ever as rich as Oprah, there are some people in my life that I'd like to buy cars for. Emma's teacher this year would definitely get a car. She's funny and laughs with the kids ALOT and yet she strikes a great balance between fun and strict. I love a teacher that is comfortable with being tough. I have an entire post on the slipping standards we put on our kids' behavior...but I'm too chicken to hit the publish button. That could be an entire post in and of itself. Publish Button Phobia. I do think it's warranted sometimes. We shouldn't always hit the publish button just because it's our blog and we can say what we want to. Moving on...I would also buy a car for the twins Sunday School teacher. She hugs them with a genuine joy at seeing them every Sunday. She sends them their lessons if they miss a week. She sends them birthday cards and books for Christmas. She had us fill out an information sheet telling her a little bit about our children. She's amazing. I would've bought Sara's preschool teachers cars. Both of them. They were so patient and kind and organized. It's the only time Sara's really loved school. And they did crazy kid crafts like painting with dead fish. Yeah, it was as gross as it sounded but the kids thought it was cool. They had to paint the fish and then press their paper down on it. I'm sorry...but you rock as a preschool teacher if you are willing to touch a dead fish and deal with 17 screaming four year olds just to introduce them to an ancient Japanese art form. You deserve a car, man. And although she probably wouldn't need me to buy her a car, I would've offered one to the girls' pediatrician in Colorado. When we'd come in and I'd have whatever the girls were in for, she'd prescribe me medicine too so I wouldn't have to go to the doctor myself. If any of you try to report her to any sort of medical board for doing so, I'll deny everything. You've obviously never been a sick mother with multiple sick children and I will not look at you. The following list of people may or may not need me to buy them a car, but I would like to show them my appreciation:Whomever invented epiduralsKeurig coffee makersJuliaMy momMy 11th grade English teacherThe paint guys at Home DepotOur babysitterMyselfI'm sure I could sit here and think of people all day. So, if you get a car in your driveway with a big red bow on it...it's from me and I've won the lottery.
