1. Preschool started this week, so it's back to school I go. I work in the best preschool in town (no lie). We have classes for toddlers through pre-k that meet two or three mornings a week, we have a staff of thirteen who all get along famously, I get to have snack and recess, and I look forward to going to work every day. How many of you can say that?
2. My pre-k class, which meets on MWF mornings, is a lively group and very social (that means they talk a lot when they're supposed to be listening). But they are so excited to be at preschool that right now, it's still cute and endearing.
3. On the first day of school, I was waiting in the hallway outside the bathroom for one of my boys to do his thing, and when he came out, he said, "You're a nice teacher!"
4. I have eleven kiddos in my T/TH primary class (with one opening if anyone wants to send their 3 year old to preschool). We've spent the week learning to line up, stand in a line, and WALK IN A LINE. It's pretty much like herding cats, but there was improvement from Tuesday to Thursday, so I have hope we'll be able to do it one of these days. I'm shooting for October 1.
5. One of my primary students thinks she is going to "pretty" school instead of "pre" school. How can you not love that?!
6. My daughter's freshman volleyball team won their season opener against an arch rival (JV and Varsity lost their games). They also won two days later at their home opener. ROCK ON, FRESHMAN LADY EAGLES!
7. My birthday was this week, and I was thoroughly spoiled with birthday phone calls (including a singing one from my person and her daughter), texts, emails and Facebook messages. I loved being an attention ho!
8. The preschool staff draws "secret sister" names at the beginning of each school year, and we get little gifts throughout the year for each other. When I walked into school on my birthday, I found a Sonic Diet Coke and a Turtle Molten Cake Sundae. Best. Breakfast. EVER. I also received a chevron-print fabric basket with all kinds of fun stuff in it, including what I thought was a fan (thinking ha ha, hot flash joke), but what turned out to be stays to shore up the basket and make it sturdier, which has probably caused my secret sister to die a little inside, since she probably heard me TELLING everyone it was a fan and couldn't correct me. I didn't figure out the little package had stays in it until I got home and pulled them out and tried to unfurl them into a fan; instead, I had a handful of slats, which I puzzled over for several minutes before figuring it out.
|Yes, it tastes as good as it looks.|
9. My birthday ended with a trip to Andy's Frozen Custard with my husband and daughter after the volleyball game, where I indulged in a Choc-O-Rocko concrete. It was an ice creamy day!
10. The best thing to be thankful for this week (other than the first home football game last night that we won and which WOULD have been #10 had something more important not come up) is that my friend Cindi's husband received a double lung transplant yesterday. He has been waiting since about February until a pair of lungs became available. He went into surgery mid-afternoon on Friday and was out about six hours later. He had a good night resting in the ICU and today, the plan is to get him up and walking and get him off the vent. What a miracle of medicine! A special thank you goes to the donor's family, whose generous gift has made others live.
That's my week. Your turn. LINK 'EM UP, BUTTERCUP!