The little destroyer had a better day today than most. He only hit a few children a total of five times; only pushed twice, and only grabbed and ran with one child’s toy, only had one stomp away screaming tantrum, only spilled one glass of milk, only dumped out one toy and actually took a nap, woohoo. After nap he was like a different child all tired and huggable…awe. That lasted three minutes.
A four year old boy of mine once again wet his mat. This happens three or four times a week if he happens to fall asleep. At the beginning of the school year I was dealing with four separate children who would periodically wet their mats. He’s my last one with this issue. It is common that many boys do not develop the ability to prevent this from happening until older. Important note for potential teachers-to-be out there, get a washer and dryer set up in your facility. I didn’t. One load at home tonight for one small sheet and one blanket, coming up. Now that is literally taking my work home with me.
One of the most memorable highlights of the day;
A five year old girl, our adorable drama queen who had been away on a long three week vacation returned today and when she came in the door, she was not only moving about at top speed but literally talking nonstop and in a way that was erratic and ecstatic. She really is the cutest thing. I do not believe that she stopped moving or talking at any one point during the day, maybe to catch her breath. When picked up she left the school…talking. And if the jet lag has not caught up to her yet to cause her to collapse into a deep coma like sleep than most likely she is still…talking. Wait…I can hear her right now. When a child talks that much at such a length it becomes like another voice in your head. And then I have eleven other children who also have important things to say every minute of every moment of every day. Some days, like today the classroom sounded like a zoo or a carnival. Ever spend an entire day at one of those places? At the end of the day you would be hearing children’s voices echoing in your head too.
Lucky for me we have Raffi music resonating in the background as well, so I get to sing in the car ‘The More We Get Together,’ and ‘The Sharing Song,’ and many others every day on the way home since his songs are stuck in my head, forever. I hope no one is listening.
People wonder why when they run into me I am talking so fast. I have to, not only to be heard but to keep up with those long winded little people. If you can’t beat them, join them.
I don’t need coffee, kids are my coffee.
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