Dragons, Dragons

 Dragons Dragons in the Sky​To the tune of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star

From “Stress Relief For Kids”

 

Dragons dragons in the sky​Open and close fingers againstthumb two times(like a dragon’s          mouth).  Point index fingers up at the sky two times

Why don’t I have wings to fly.​Point at yourself two times.  Flap elbows up and down two times(like wings).

Up into the sky so blue​​​Raise arms overhead and open in a wide circle.

All around the world with you​​Rotate one hand around the other in front of body.

​​​​​Point one index finger toward another person

Dragons dragons in the sky​​Open and close fingers against thumb two times

​​​​​Point Inter finger up at the sky two times

Why don’t I have wings to fly​​Point at yourself two times

 

 

Creative lyrics by Matt​​​​Hand motions by Ms. Cook

 

Temper temper makes me mad​​​show palms with fingers by face

Sometimes I even get a little sad.​​Pull corners of mouth down with fingers

I clench my hands into fists​​​clench fists

Then I do some things like this.

I raise my voice and say mean things​​hands at mouth like a megaphone

At times I just throw my things.​​​Pretend throw

Temper temper makes me mad​​​show palms with fingers by face

Sometime I even get a little sad.​​​Pull corners of mouth down with fingers

 

Calmer cooler it’s what I want to be​​Wipe forehead

It makes me happy and my family too.                    Point at each side of mouth and smile

Slowly breathing tapping my knees​​inhale and tap Kees with hands

Makes me calm as the breeze​​​exhale and tap

Running, jumping playing with friends,

Sometimes I even jump into dens. “…Howl…”

 

Wolf pup, wolf pup in the house

Now he’s playing with a mouse.

Wolf pup, wolf pup in the bed

Why doesn’t he rest his head

Howling at the moon so bright

While playing with a balloon 

(It is time to say good night)

 

 

Calmer cooler calms me down ​​​inhaling

Sometimes it makes me feel like a clown​exhaling

Dragons tiptoe in their shoes​​​curling toes right then left

This way they never get the blues​​

Breathing  deeply counting 1,2,3​​breathe in and hold it

Sneaky dragons easy as can be​​​exhale

 

First day of school—China Spring ISD

Teachers: Ms Braswell and Ms Cade

4th grade

Matthew LOVES his school. If he gets there before 745am, he gets to play on the playground. The bus picks him up at 620am and so he plays for about an hour before school. He comes home happy everyday and fhen goes outside to play with friends until dinner. It’s pretty amazing. We are grateful.
 

Snow in Texas! And tooth fairy

 

Baptism program

 I remember as Matthew was putting this together, he called each person to ask for their help in the program. He was very brave. 

Hero Highlight

 My hero is Teancum for his upstanding courage, righteousness and his desire to do good. 

#herohighlight

#lighttheworld

Turkey 🦃 Day

 I’m grateful to move to Waco to see the snow, the Christensen’s, Family, friends, houses, essential things, everything, trials, Ms Francis, Ms Balestrini, Ms Brown

Pres Nelson's Gratitude Challenge 2020

 Hello my sweet son,

President Nelson asked us to write a gratitude journal this week on social media. This is the most social media I get: Youtube, blogger, Pinterest, and that's it. Being that I can't really post things on youtube, I decided to go for a blog. It won't be seen by many, but hopefully it will be seen by you in a time you need to see it.

You are my treasure, sweet boy. I still remember how excited I was that you were coming to our family. Your sweet spirit has been such a joy. As a baby you were loving and chubby. You loved balls, hair and your thumb. As you grew, few things changed. You loved to be Inside-Out-Backwards-Boy, setting a trend in your first grade classroom. Miss Demi Andrews was your teacher. Do you remember her? She was from Florida and she was a great teacher. You loved weapons (agh!) and gloves. 

You're 10 now and in fourth grade with Ms Balestrini and Ms Brown at Aristoi Classical Academy. You have a therapist that we love named Ms Francis Cook. You have uncontrollably strong rage, but you are trying so hard to reign it in. 

You are loved. Whether raging or not. You are loved. By so many people. The list is too long to compile, but I hope you feel it. Not only from your Momma, but from friends, cousins, grandparents, aunts and uncles, Daddy, and GOD. You one of my cherished possessions that isn't really a possession, but something that I hope I watch grow forever knowing who you are---one of my own.

Thank you for being my boy. Each stage of life has taught me more about what God does. Having children and loving them NO MATTER WHAT is a gift from God. He wants me to know what it is like to watch His children learn, make mistakes, and grow. I am learning that and my heart is full. I love you and I always will.

-Momma.