I've got Bunny out back, green Araucana eggs from a friend, and lunch with one of my girls and family after church. Hoping your Easter is as bountiful.

Nathaniel Alexander was born 3-21-11.  8lbs 7oz.  Mom had to have a c-section, but both are doing well.

My youngest was due to give birth yesterday, but no baby yet.  Spring Break begins Friday afternoon.  I'll be flying to Washington State on Saturday. I warned them at work that I'm not coming home until I see a baby...

I chaperoned our prom last Friday night.  With my students, it is a challenge.  They get over-stimulated and tend to act inappropriately.  All in all, they did a great job and had a good time.  Due to confidentiality issues, my ability to publish pictures is limited, but you'll get the idea.

This month's poetry homework (mine) was to write a children's poem. I projected it on the Smartboard and had my students watch me write it as a writing exercise. It is a "thinking aloud" strategy. They voted for or against inclusion of certain lines.

The Something and the Nothing

The something and the nothing
went out to take a walk;
when Something said to Nothing,
“I think we need to talk.”

But Nothing just kept walking,
he never said a word;
getting something out of Nothing
is really quite absurd.

     1/25/11 Cheri Neuman Herald

Tonight's poetry group was cancelled due to tornado warnings, so I'll share it with you instead.

My youngest (owner of 4 cats) and me going to the Animal Shelter is like two drunks in a liquor store promising, "We won't buy anything, we'll just look at the pretty bottles."

Happy New Year!

Daughter Carrie with husband, Chet

My youngest, Christy (6 mos pregnant) with hubby Mike

Step-daughter, Feleshia, husband Adam, and son Logan (15 mos)

Mom

Me with granddog Lily in background

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Christmas was lovely.  We eat buffet-style on Christmas Eve and then browse all day Christmas. OK, we're still browsing...

I’ve Heard Hope

I’ve heard Hope,
a settling dove,
stir inside my soul.

I’ve felt Faith,
the heart of love,
melt the bitter cold.

I’ve seen Trust,
the simple kind,
gleam in babies’ eyes.

I’ve found Truth,
the purest kind,
quells the tempter’s lies.

I’ve tasted Love,
the sweetest kind,
grown by just a few.

I’ve tucked a bit
into this poem
and passed it on to you.

Merry Christmas!

2010 Cheri Neuman Herald

Thanksgiving 2010

No celestial die was cast
when this nation forged its soul;
the present tests the past,
You are always in control.

By design, we’re richly blessed
and we set this day aside
to thank you and behest,
Come quickly, claim your bride!

      2010 Cheri Neuman Herald

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Have a wonderful Thanksgiving, Xanga friends!