Ethan came home complaining today about his bad day at school. In p.e. the class had to run two laps around the track, which he wasn't happy about. Then we started discussing school and how he doesn't like it. How he wants to go back to preschool cause its so much more fun. Apparently kindergarten is too much work.
So I started talking about how much I LOVED kindergarten. I went in the afternoon and I remember just longing to go to school. The afternoon didn't come soon enough. It was an 'If You Give A Moose A Muffin' moment as I started to reminisce about the good
ol' elementary school days. Then of course I had to whip out the old scrapbooks of my schoolwork. Which of course I had to look at all the old pictures and read all my "squiggle stories" (as they were called) to Ethan, which he actually enjoyed. I noticed I used the word weird a lot and spelled bushes '
booshes' - I love those phonetic spellings that kids do. Then there was a
light bulb moment of this blog post. And who knows, maybe we'll end the day with Ethan's complaints about school again.
Ahhh....squiggle stories. Its the one thing I remember about 2
nd & 3rd grade (except for stapling two of my fingers together). Did anyone else do these? The teacher draws a funky line on a paper and then you create a picture out of it. Then from the picture you write a story. I loved them. I also loved how every Friday my teacher popped popcorn during lunch recess and the smell would come wafting out the windows. Then we'd come in from recess and eat the popcorn while some of the students read their squiggle stories. Oh, those happy childhood memories...


This is my class in 2nd grade. If I were in Facebook I'd tag the people I'm facebook friends with, which is 7 of them. Can you guess which one I am?