So about a week ago someone came to me at school (one of my LDS band kids) and told me that someone scratched "I love Ian Cobb" into the bathroom stall at church. How funny.
Our school resource police officer here at BMHS (Paul Dunn) is also in our bishopric. He came and talked to me today to see if I'd heard about it. Evidently they also scratched a pair of lips into the stall and wrote "kiss me." The bishopric had a good laugh about it at their meeting last night. Bishop said, "Well, he is a ladies man."
It's strange, because you see things like that at school or in a public restroom, but I've never seen it done at church. Paul said they don't even know if they can paint over it because it's scratched in so deep.
I'm not ready for this!!
I'll try to sneak a camera into the bathroom Sunday to see if I can take a picture of it. If I do, I'll post it.
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Improve the Shining Moments
I really love my job. It gives me a great deal of satisfaction to know that I'm making a difference.
Today was a "teacher in service" day--normally pretty lame for me. Today we started working on the process of accreditation for our school. Basically, it's what we have to do to ensure that our students' credits are accepted...it proves that we're a viable school. Whatever...
Anyway, we're starting a new "cycle," and there's a new process we have to do. As a result, we're doing everything different, including a new set of chair people (or is it chairpersons?) As a way to get the ball rolling and remind us why we were doing this, she had us write down three of "shining moments" we've had as teachers.
Here were my three:
1. I love it when the students start to really love the music. When I first hand out a piece of music, they don't especially like it. They hate it if it's hard. I love the moment when they start to feel successful and then start to really love the music.
2. I love it when one of my students asks me what they need to do to become a band director. They say that imitation is the greatest form of flattery, and this is very true!
3. I love my students' faces after a concert, when I can look them in the eyes and know that they feel good about what they've accomplished.
After the meeting, I returned to my room and was working in my office when a former student walked in. He graduated 2 years ago, and we had a pretty good relationship when he was in the band. He's a goofy guy who has had his fair share of ups and downs.
He gave me an invitation to his wedding in July. I was so excited for him. He looked so happy...he has a plan for his future, and I'm really glad. We ended up talking for about an hour and a half--just talking. It was great...another "shining moment."
Here's to more "shining moments" in the future!
Today was a "teacher in service" day--normally pretty lame for me. Today we started working on the process of accreditation for our school. Basically, it's what we have to do to ensure that our students' credits are accepted...it proves that we're a viable school. Whatever...
Anyway, we're starting a new "cycle," and there's a new process we have to do. As a result, we're doing everything different, including a new set of chair people (or is it chairpersons?) As a way to get the ball rolling and remind us why we were doing this, she had us write down three of "shining moments" we've had as teachers.
Here were my three:
1. I love it when the students start to really love the music. When I first hand out a piece of music, they don't especially like it. They hate it if it's hard. I love the moment when they start to feel successful and then start to really love the music.
2. I love it when one of my students asks me what they need to do to become a band director. They say that imitation is the greatest form of flattery, and this is very true!
3. I love my students' faces after a concert, when I can look them in the eyes and know that they feel good about what they've accomplished.
After the meeting, I returned to my room and was working in my office when a former student walked in. He graduated 2 years ago, and we had a pretty good relationship when he was in the band. He's a goofy guy who has had his fair share of ups and downs.
He gave me an invitation to his wedding in July. I was so excited for him. He looked so happy...he has a plan for his future, and I'm really glad. We ended up talking for about an hour and a half--just talking. It was great...another "shining moment."
Here's to more "shining moments" in the future!
Life on the farm, part 2 (the sequel)
Courtnie is afraid to pick up her goat herself, but she'll hold it if Ian gives it to her.
Ian loves having the responsibility of taking care of his pet. He gets up at 5:45 every morning to feed him--I don't even have to ask twice!
A few of our chickens. You can't hear it, but the rooster was crowing right when I took this picture. We hate the rooster, but don't have the heart to kill it. Maybe someday...
The goats are really playful, and the kids love being with them.
Life on the farm
Here is Ian getting the bottles ready for the goats. They have to be fed three times a day, and boy do they love it!
Okay, so I didn't mean for this photo to be in with these photos, but here's Courtnie with her HUGE gap where her two front teeth used to be. She lost one on March 20 and the other exactly a week later. The first one Gordon had to pull out with pliers--it was SO wiggly and she refused to pull it out. The second one came out in her Taco Bell taco! How strange! :)
This is our "big boy" goat--Basil.
Speaking of big boys, here's Ian feeding our two baby goats. Left goat is Midnight and the right goat is Spot. Midnight is Ian's goat, Spot is Courtnie's.
They CHOW DOWN on the milk! It's gone in less than a minute!
Okay, so I didn't mean for this photo to be in with these photos, but here's Courtnie with her HUGE gap where her two front teeth used to be. She lost one on March 20 and the other exactly a week later. The first one Gordon had to pull out with pliers--it was SO wiggly and she refused to pull it out. The second one came out in her Taco Bell taco! How strange! :)
This is our "big boy" goat--Basil.
Speaking of big boys, here's Ian feeding our two baby goats. Left goat is Midnight and the right goat is Spot. Midnight is Ian's goat, Spot is Courtnie's.
They CHOW DOWN on the milk! It's gone in less than a minute!Monday, February 25, 2008
Ian's Birthday
For Ian's birthday this year, he and his friend Cody went to an Arizona Sundogs hockey game. Because his mom is soooo cool, she was able to get Ian and his friend in early to sit on the bench and watch them warm-up. Does he have the greatest mom in the world or what???
The Sundogs are a semi-professional team that is in its second season in Prescott Valley. They built a hockey arena a couple of years ago. It's going to be used for a new arena football team this spring. Kind of cool for our little town.
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Thoughts on kids growing up
So my little boy turns 11 on Monday. I feel old. I'm really not that old, but having an 11 year old makes me feel that way.
He's way into his music, most of which I can't stand to listen to...another reason I feel old. I remember my parents not wanting to listen to my music. On family trips I would sit in the back of the Suburban with my boom box and listen to "my music." It was mainly Madonna, Duran Duran and Debbie Gibson. *How embarassing!* I thought my parents were lame for not wanting to listen to my music. I always swore that I would always stay "current" on the "cool music."
Now look at me--when I get in the car, all I want to do is listen to talk radio. What a geezer!! :^B
The music he listens to isn't all that bad, per se. I worry about him listening to some of the music my students listen to. Gordon and I have had long talks with him about the power of music and the influence it can have on your life. I look at some of my students who listen to what I describe as "hate/scream" music and what kind of kids they are. They have little to no regard for authority and just seem to be in a bad mood all of the time.
For a while at the beginning of the school year, I listened to the "Hairspray" soundtrack almost every day. (By the way, if you don't have that, you really should get it...it's really fun.) When I would listen to it on the way to school I couldn't help but be happy. It put a spring in my step and a smile on my face. I should go back to listening to it...I've been so grouchy lately.
Anyway--
He's growing up, and next year he'll be a Deacon. How strange is that. I look at those boys now, and they look so much older than Ian. Granted, Ian is a bit smaller than most boys his age, but the Deacons just look big. It's weird to me to think that in a few months Ian will be up there passing the Sacrament. Odd...
Courtnie is huge. I mean huge. Even though she's 4 1/2 years younger than Ian, they are only about an inch apart. We just bought Courtnie new shoes and she's wearing a size 2. I don't think I wore a size 2 until I was in the 6th grade. Luckily she stays active and is still slender. The thought of having an overweight kid scares the crap out of me. I see how they're treated in school and I would hate for my kids to have to go through that.
Okay...I guess I'm done for today. If you read this before Monday, February 25, call us and wish Ian a Happy Birthday. I'm sure it would make his day.
He's way into his music, most of which I can't stand to listen to...another reason I feel old. I remember my parents not wanting to listen to my music. On family trips I would sit in the back of the Suburban with my boom box and listen to "my music." It was mainly Madonna, Duran Duran and Debbie Gibson. *How embarassing!* I thought my parents were lame for not wanting to listen to my music. I always swore that I would always stay "current" on the "cool music."
Now look at me--when I get in the car, all I want to do is listen to talk radio. What a geezer!! :^B
The music he listens to isn't all that bad, per se. I worry about him listening to some of the music my students listen to. Gordon and I have had long talks with him about the power of music and the influence it can have on your life. I look at some of my students who listen to what I describe as "hate/scream" music and what kind of kids they are. They have little to no regard for authority and just seem to be in a bad mood all of the time.
For a while at the beginning of the school year, I listened to the "Hairspray" soundtrack almost every day. (By the way, if you don't have that, you really should get it...it's really fun.) When I would listen to it on the way to school I couldn't help but be happy. It put a spring in my step and a smile on my face. I should go back to listening to it...I've been so grouchy lately.
Anyway--
He's growing up, and next year he'll be a Deacon. How strange is that. I look at those boys now, and they look so much older than Ian. Granted, Ian is a bit smaller than most boys his age, but the Deacons just look big. It's weird to me to think that in a few months Ian will be up there passing the Sacrament. Odd...
Courtnie is huge. I mean huge. Even though she's 4 1/2 years younger than Ian, they are only about an inch apart. We just bought Courtnie new shoes and she's wearing a size 2. I don't think I wore a size 2 until I was in the 6th grade. Luckily she stays active and is still slender. The thought of having an overweight kid scares the crap out of me. I see how they're treated in school and I would hate for my kids to have to go through that.
Okay...I guess I'm done for today. If you read this before Monday, February 25, call us and wish Ian a Happy Birthday. I'm sure it would make his day.
Monday, February 18, 2008
Random Cobb Family Photos
Gordon and Courtnie quadding with the Robinson clan. Courtnie loves to go FAST!!
This is an older picture...I'd forgotten how short her hair was. I miss it! She wants it long, but it's so cute short.
Ian wearing his "I do all my own stunts" shirt, which is SO appropriate for him!
Ian loves Cub Scouts. He'll be 11 next Monday and will be an 11 year-old Scout. We bought him his new Scout shirt and a bunch of Scout stuff for his birthday.
Ian and Courtnie--Halloween 2007. Ian was a vampire (complete with black hair dye) and after many attempts to find the right Hannah Montana outfit, this was the best we could come up with. She decided that she was just a "pop star" and not Hannah Montana.
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