The McMillen Family

How many ways can you think of to complete the sentence?  I can think of three. Running around like a chicken with it’s head cut off. (Gruesome picture when you actually spell it out.   However, it’s an analogy I can understand.) Running around 90 to nothing.  ( I don’t really understand this one as far as it’s actual meaning.  Maybe I’m reading to much into it.) Running around like crazy.  (Can you put the word crazy in almost any part of speech now?  I think it’s used a little differently here than its original intent.) As I take the time (which I really don’t have) to blog about “running around”, I have come to the conclusion that it’s really just life.  I wanted to take the time regardless of my busy, unorganized schedule, to blog about the things that I have pondered in my head for a few days now.   I wouldn’t want to deprive you, my special readers, of the chaos in my mind.  And so, this is the conclusion I have reached. I split my time between work (which is actually a

I’ve been wanting to blog about this for a few weeks now, but with fear of what might come out of the ramblings in my head, I decided it best wait until my thoughts my were better in a row.  School has begun. That is not all. I am now a 7th grade math teacher. A change from the years past.  It’s not that math is not my favorite, because I do have a few tricks up my sleeve when it comes to math.  It’s more that I was just beginning to understand the gifted kids I was teaching.  Just beginning to be more passionate than I ever imagined about a specific group of kids and just what exactly I wanted them to learn.  But God knows best and has taken care of me, so I guess His plan was a little different than mine.  I do plan to return to the gifted class, but it’s very possible that spending time with the “nerdy” kids like myself has made me a better teacher.  Knowing and understanding how students interact in small groups.  Being able to recognize work among the chaos.  Learning to c