Okay, I'm going to be real for a minute.
I'm over it. I feel like I am living in this mindset of counting down the days until I'm done with first grade. But I really don't want to try and rush my way through a year of my life - what a truly terrible way to live! And I don't want to be a complainer or a Debby Downer or an unhappy person, but I really do not love my job this year. I need a major attitude adjustment or something. I just don't know how to get there.
The new Mumford album, which was given to me today, is certainly helping.
Here's something cute, blah blah blah:
Everyday, when we do our morning meeting, we go through the alphabet practicing our sounds. At the end they go, "Z. Zebra. Zzzzzzz." The kids always buzz on that last one and I sometimes refer to them as little bees. Well, today Jake was leading our morning meeting because he is our star student of the week. Kids loooooove pretending they're the teacher and leading any part of our day. Jake is this precious blond boy with a faux hawk who is pretty cool and sure of himself. And at the end of our alphabet today, he said, "Alright my little bees, what's our word of the day?" So that was cute.
I love you poopsicle. We had Lucy and Baker overnight last night (first sleepover with B), and I was losing my cool with both of them this morning. I can't imagine having over 20 little monsters to manage every day of the week. I am really impressed with you for surviving, and I like you being real. I don't think you will end up rushing through a year of your life even if you are counting down the days... because you still have nights, weekends, and tiny precious moments with your favorites. And sometimes it's okay to not like your job, especially when there's an end in sight. Sometimes the job is the trial in your life, and the victory is being able to bare down and just get through it without pinching a first grader. I bet you can do that. And even if you can't, you can write about your pinching here, and I will read it and laugh. Win-win.
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