Welcome to spring in the life of a teacher who is also a mother, housekeeper, maid, cook, crabby hag, slave driver, foot in mouth girl, and on goes the list. This is a wild time of the year. But it is only for a little while and then they are grown ups....all of them. I think my friend, Mrs. E, put it best here.
We have 20 school days.
Which in Hays Crew language is 20 get-ups. It's how we measure at our house. How many get-ups until.......
......I am the mother of a college junior.
.......And 2 high school juniors.
.......18 precious souls become 4th graders. ........I begin again preparing for the next 18 precious souls to become mine for 187 days. And by preparing, I mean reading books, painting my office, renewing my soul by sleeping until I wake up and doing things that I don't get to do from August (OK. Truth be told--mid July) to late May.
It can all be a little overwhelming. Then I remember to breathe in and out. In. Out. In. Out.
My posting has been slim lately, and I am sorry. I will get better. Stick with me.....
Wash. Rinse. Repeat as needed. Just sayin'.