I love my little brother :)

Today is Paul’s day to watch Joey. Paul knows when my lunch break is at school and he just came to visit me around 11:30. I didn’t know he was coming!

I had to laugh because he was driving in the old pony cart and had one of his minature ponies pulling it. He is 16 now and I remember when he was just a little boy driving around in that…

I step outside when I see him pull into the school parking lot. “What are you doing?” I giggle.

He pulls Joey out of his baby seat. “Oh, just visiting.” He smiles. “I made lunch.”

“Oh…mmm.” He hands me Joey and I take him. “Why did you do that?”

“Just because we were bored at home and had nothing to do. I felt like cooking so I made lasagna.” He grabs the casserole out of the back and holds it with pot holders. “I hope you’re hungry!”

All of the little kids playing outside are looking at us. I walk inside with Joey and Paul. Paul puts the casserole on my desk and pulls up a chair for himself. “I have another question. Why did you use the pony cart? You looked so cute coming up in it, but I thought by now you would be too embarrased to ride in it anymore.” I laugh.

“Joseph took his buggy to work, you had yours, and the only one left was the courting buggy. I don’t mind bringing that, but it was a nice day and I wanted to be able to enjoy the breeze instead of being cooped up in there. Plus, I haven’t drove the pony cart in awhile and I like driving it.”

“Oh.” I take a bite of my lasanga. “Paul, this is really good!” I stuff my mouth.

“I know!” He cuts off a little bit for Joey to have. “I don’t know what I did differently.”

We eat the whole dish ourselves and I look at my watch – it was 5 minutes after the kids were supposed to come in. “I don’t mean to tell you to leave, Paul, but I have to call the kids in.” I rush to the bell rope. “Sorry.”

“No, it’s okay. We should be going anyway.” He grabs Joey out of his playpen and grabs the casserole dish.

“Wait!” I say. I grab Joey and kiss him on the forehead. “Muah!” Joey giggles and I bring him out to the pony cart with Paul. I strap him in and wave them off….then I go back inside and pull the bell rope.

I was glad he came and my lunch I had orignally packed didn’t sound that good! He is such a nice little brother! I love him!!!



AOD Account

So, Sam and I just were making an account for her on Amish Online Dating. She was pretty nervous during the whole process. I remember back to when she was helping me with my account a few years ago.  She was fearless about it. I think, in Sam’s case, as you get older your fearlessness goes away. I think it’s just a sign of her maturing.

She’s always been the type to take risks and do gutsy things. Now that she’s gotten a bit older she’s been thinking before she does. I’m very happy about that. I’ve been waiting for that day when she finally realizes that you need to think about the results of your actions. She’s growing up so fast!

“Pen, I’m nervous…this is too soon.” She closes her laptop and holds onto it like a stuffed animal.

“What? Too soon? Why?” I sit up on her bed.

“Yeah, it’s just. I need some time to get used to being a single mother before I start dating again. I was thinking…if I get heartbroken again, I couldn’t take it. I’m still heartbroken. I just need sometime to relax.”

“Oh…” I just sit there and think. “That’s fine. I just wish you would have told me.”

“I know, I know. I was all ready and excited on the outside, but I still have my doubts. Just give me some time, OK.”

“Of course, sissy.” I pat her back.

“Can we do something fun this weekend. Just the two of us?”

“Yeah,what did you have in mind?”

“Can we go to a bunch of boutiques? Just spend the day shopping. Doing girly stuff. Eat girly foods. Sing girly songs.”

“Take a girls day?”

“Yeah! Well, more like a ‘boys are stupid’ day.”

“Sure!” I laugh. “That’s sounds really fun. This Saturday?”

“That works for me!” She bites her lip. “I just need to get my mind off of everything. You know?”

“I totally know what you mean.” We hug.

“I have some deets about Jimmy…”

Sam and I…well we had a lot of fun shopping on Saturday! Sam was the only one who still buys “English” clothes for fun, but I got other things, household things.

Anyways, we went out to eat afterwards. I WANTED to ask her about Jimmy because she hadn’t said anything about him for a while. I didn’t know whether I should bring it up or not because she was in a really good mood that day. Luckily, though, she brought it up before I asked:

“I have to tell you something about Jimmy,” she said quietly. “His new wife looks just like me.” Her eyes got big.

“What?!” I just stare at her. “Wait, what?”

“Penelope, listen! His new wife looks just like me.”

“Are you serious?”

“Yes! She has the same body type as me – tall and thin – plus she has blonde hair. I could see a little bit poking out of her bonnet. I couldn’t believe it.”

“Oh my gosh!”

“Yes… She came to the apartment the other day to pick up the girls. I didn’t even know her…”


“Yeah! She said, ‘I’m here to pick up the twins.’ and I didn’t know who she even was… it took me a few seconds and then I figured it out! I had only seen her from a ways before, and now she was right in front of me. And when I saw the baby bump beneath her dress, I about passed out-”

I spit my drink. “WHAT? Jimmy’s wife is pregnant?”

“Pen, you’re embarrasing me!” She looks around the room nervously. “And yes, she was pregnant.” She puts her head in her hands and sighs. “I never thought Jimmy would be the one getting pregnant before I do-”

“HEY, now!” I reach across the table and grab her hand. “You are a wonderful, smart, and beautiful woman. You’ll find another guy and fall in love again.” I rub my thumb on her hand. “You will.”

“I know…It’s just like I’m going through what happened between you and Charlie, minus the kids.”

Because of Charlie’s and my relationship, I can relate to what Sam is feeling right now. Jealousy issues, who’s getting pregnant before who, etc.  “Yes, it does seem that way. But things will get better! I just had to wait before I found Joseph. He ended up being perfect for me.” I smile because I love him.

“Yeah, hey! What if I sign up for Amish Online Dating like you did!”

“Oh my gosh! You should!” I clap my hands from excitement. “Let’s do it!”

“Okay, you name a time! I don’t have any modeling sessions this week until Thursday morning-”

“What wait that long?” I smile. My sister is brilliant! “Let’s do it on Monday! It’s Labor Day so I don’t have to work that day!”


I am SO excited!


I’m going shopping with Sam today! It’ll let us catch up some more since she moved out. Joseph and Paul are staying home with the twins and Joey! I can’t believe I talked them into it!

Those darned kids…

I KNEW those kids yesterday were out to get me! I don’t see why they hate me so much. Guess what happened! Well, I might as well start from the beginning, shouldn’t I? I’m not in a good mood.

This morning I woke up at 6:00 and was making breakfast for Joseph, Paul, Joey, and myself. I was making omelettes for all of us and preparing Joey’s cup of cereal. Joseph and Paul were getting dressed and putting on their black overalls.

Finally I had all of the omelettes cooked and I sat them all on their plates. We began to eat and Paul fed Joey his cereal while eating his own breakfast. We all finished and I went to check my hair with my hand mirror once more. Today was Momma’s day to keep Joey so I took Joey in my arms with the diaper bag and was making my way towards the door when Joseph yelled.

“Penelope!” He said with outside the house. “Come here!”

I ran with Joey outside to see what was the matter. I walked out the door and to see Joseph pointing at the house.

“Look,” he said. “We got egged last night.”

“What?” I squinted at the siding on the house. “Oh my gosh! We did!”

“Eww, what’s that stench?” Paul said as he walked outside. “Something reeks!”

“We got egged.” Joseph repeated for the second time.

“Oh…” He stares at the house like it’s infected with disease. “Who-”

“I don’t know, Paul, okay!” I press my lips together.

“Hon, don’t be yelling about this. We can figure out who it was.” Joseph says in a calming voice. He gives Paul an “I’m-sorry-my-wife-just-screamed-at-you” look.

“No,” I say. “I know who it was… It was some of the kids at school.” I shake my head. “They were mad at me for assigning them that essay I told you about.” Joseph and Paul knew all about it because I came home and vented as soon as it happened.

“Oh, right.” Joseph nods his head. “It probably was…”

“We need to turn this in!” I pull my iPhone out of my dress pocket.

“NO!” Joseph says. “Don’t. Just let it go. They’ll know what they did.”

“What? Are you kidding me?” I sit Joey down in the grass.

“Think about it, Pen. It’s just like when we were in school. They WANT you to get mad about it.”

“Well, I am!” I scoff.

“Yeah, but if you tell, they won’t learn a lesson besides maybe having to get shunned for a while.” He pauses. “Just kill them with kindness.”


“The kids want you to get mad at them. This is their form of revenge. Just ignore it – go to school with your head held high, and don’t tell anyone about what happened.”


“Yeah… try it.”



So today at school I have been as happy as can be. The three kids that “rebelled” yesterday (I hate that word ever since I read The Hunger Games) kept looking at me. I think they were trying to figure out if I knew who had done the egging, or if I knew if I’d even been egged. Miss Yoder had to leave early again so I looked over everyone’s essays. They were really good. I gave everyone homemade Chex Mix that I had leftover from the little one’s snack time and they all ate while I read over the essays. I could tell all three of them were feeling bad. They just looked terrible! And scared! 

Eventually I rang the 3 o’clock bell and everyone was rushing to get home. I was sitting at my desk on the first floor grading papers when the girl came up to my desk with tears in her eyes. I said, “What’s wrong, sweetie?”

“I was the one who egged your house last night. Along with the boys.” She started crying harder.

“Oh, so that’s who it was.” I play stupid.

“Yeah… I’m real sorry. I don’t know why I did it.” She gave me a hug and I rubbed her back.

“It’s okay.”

“I’ll clean it up.” She sobs on my shoulder.

“No, I think it already is. My little brother did it this morning.” Paul sent me a text and told me he cleaned it up and how much it smelled.

“Oh… Well, how can I make it up to you?”

“You don’t have to. I’m just glad you’re being honest with me.”

“You are?”

“Of course.”

She eventually goes home unpunished. I guess Joseph was right. Kill them with kindness. I can’t believe it worked… I’m still glad she confessed though. 🙂




If Kids Don’t Want To…

If the kids in my class don’t want to do an assignment they usually smile and do it anyway, but since Billy (The same boy who has been out to get me since I started teaching) started to speak up the kids have rebelled against me.

Today I assigned the homework to the older kids because Miss Yoder had to leave early.

“I want you to write five pages on your Summer break-”
I start to assign the first “hard-ish” thing of the year.

“Five?” Billie snaps back.

“Yes, Billie. Sit down and raise your hand the next time you have a question.”

“What if I don’t want to?”

“That’s just too bad. You want to pass this year, right? Than you have to do the assignments I tell you.”


“Excuse me?”

“I said no. I’m done with all this work. I’m just plain done with it.”

“Then I guess you’ll have to repeat this year.” I stare at him sternly.


“Yes, that’s what happens when you don’t have enough credits.”

“Nope.” He shrugs and sits down in his chair.

“Billie’s right.” A 7th grade girl stands up slightly shaking. “I have too much on my plate right now. I don’t need anymore.”

“Why is everyone getting so worked up? It’s just five pages!”

“Because we are sick of it! Why do we have to learn? It’s stupid!” Another boy shouts from the back of the classroom.

“That’s just too bad. You’re doing the assignment and that’s final. Also you’ll have a letter sent home with you for your parents. Anymore comments?”  Silence. “Questions?” Silence. “Demands?” Silence. “That’s what I thought.” They all take their seats and glare at me.

What has gotten into these children?!

Beth’s Teaching

OK, I’ll give credit where credit is due. Beth is pretty good at teaching. She really is. She knows what she’s doing.

I found out she texted Paul the other night. He didn’t reply. I was actually happy that he didn’t. He should just ignore her. She isn’t part of his life anymore. She just stirs up drama that doesn’t even need to be happening.

He seems happier lately, which makes me happier. So yay!
That’s really all I have to say about Beth. I really don’t want to say anything else. I’m happy and I don’t want to get into a bad mood. Why did Paul go for her? Oh, well. See I’m talking about her again! I’m obsessed with talking about things that work me up into a fit. But like I said, I’m not going to talk about it, even though I am right now.
Let’s change the subject.
Samantha is still irritated with her neighbors. They are so loud. I can’t even tell you how many times people have knocked on their door. I really don’t know what’s going to happen with that. At least they answer the door now. Apparently it’s a young couple with a few kids. That’s all I know.

School is pretty good, but…

So far, I LOVE having just the younger children. I think I’m better at teaching them anyways. Miss Yoder is younger than me and has more ideas and probably a little more of an understanding about the older kids’ ways. I haven’t had too many problems yet. Just a few crying children who don’t want to go to school, miss their mothers, and end up going home halfway through the day. Typical kindergarteners. I only have them MWF, which is good because sometimes they can be a little too much. Thank goodness for my aide, Patty. She is definitely a life saver.

Also, Miss Yoder ended up getting an aide also.

Beth… Paul’s ex.

I don’t think Beth knew that I didn’t approve of her when she and Paul had a fling, but I think she kind of make that conclusion herself anyway. She’s right, of course, but thou shalt not judge. She probably is a nice girl underneath, but I just can’t imagine that. I’m judging her to be a rotten girl who just creates trouble all of the time. It might be a false statement, but… you know. UGH…. Thou shalt not judge, Penelope. Thou shalt not judge.

Anyway, since she is Miss Yoder’s aide now, she is with us all the time. Miss Yoder knows about Beth’s reputation. She has to. Every knows. But Miss Yoder won’t say anything about it. It’s awkward… because Beth still likes Paul.

It was the first day of school. I was just getting ready to pass out name tags. Then I felt a tapping on my shoulder.

I turned around and saw Beth’s face. “Aaahhh…” I took a step back and realizing I was freaking her out, I tried to save myself. “AaaahhhHELLO, Beth. I thought you graduated a few years ago…” I meant it to be a joke, but she’s not the brightest Crayon in the box and I wouldn’t be surprised if she HADN’T passed the 8th grade yet.

“Hey, Penelope. I am Emma’s new aide.”

“Oh… thanks for telling me.” I smile, but I just want her to go away.

“How’s Paul doing?”

“He’s okay…”

“Will you try and hook us back up? I miss him a lot.”

“No…. I think he’s already moved on. I’m really sorry.”

She puts her hands on her hips. “Oh. Who is that?”

“Uhh, maybe you should ask HIM that.” I start to pass out the nametags to each child. I hate being cornered…

“Okay… I’ll text him tonight.”

“Okay…” Finally she walks away and I feel like I can breathe. I didn’t know if Paul had started courting Abigail yet so I didn’t want to say anything.

And that’s kind of how all last week went. I really hope she stops aiding soon or something… She’s barely Amish. Then again, either am I.



Ahhh, today is a good day! I’m just so happy to be alive! Praise the Lord for all his blessings! I’m in such a good mood…don’t know why! Just am.

So, yesterday I visited with Sam at her new place. Oh my goodness her upstairs neighbors were so loud! Sam was about to go insane!

“I’ve knocked on their door so many times! No one ever answers it!”

“No one answers?”

“Yeah, I was talking to my other neighbors and non of them have met the people above me. Like they just make noise all day and all night and no one can do anything about it. Supposedly they moved in about a week before I did.”

“Gosh! It sounds like they are moving furniture around up there! What in the world?”

“I don’t even know…I’m just so fed up with it!” Sam put her head in her hands and sat on her couch. I scooted next to her and patted her back.

“Don’t worry hun. I’ve got this.” I sprung up and grabbed her broomstick. BANG! “That’ll show them!” I giggled insanely with Sam. I’m pretty sure I’m going crazy. I had way too much fun with it that broomstick.

Then… silence.

“Wow…” Sam’s eyebrows shot up.


Even louder than before…

“Seriously!”  I roll my eyes and shrug to Sam. “Can you do anything?”

“I don’t know…I’ll talk to the others and see what they want to do about it. For now, earplugs will do.”


Paul and His New Girl

Paul and I were just sitting around yesterday when he randomly asked me, “What would you think if I started dating Abigail?”


“Yeah, the cute brunette from church.”

“Oh…Do you even know her?”

“Well, we’ve hung out a few times, but not by ourselves or anything.”

“I see. Well, she’s a nice girl. Her father works with Joseph sometimes because he build barns. Supposedly he’s very nice.”

“So I should ask her out?”

“Go for it.”  He spent all that time getting over Bonnie, going through Beth and now he’s finally going after a quality girl! Thank the Lord!

“I will…” He just sat there with a content look on his face nodding.