So I just picked up munchkin from daycare and lately she has been trying to sing along with the radio. Well MercyMe’s song was on “Holy, Holy, Holy”. And sure enough she got the chorus down and was singing along. I almost started crying but decided against it as I was driving. But it so made me smile and warmed my heart to hear this 3 year old singing a praise song to Jesus! Parenting has such pure blessing associated with it.
Be blessed,
Me
So I have come to find some of my most precious memories during our family time is when we “dance”. It happens quite naturally really.
Typically what happens is I will turn on my Zune and put on the music while I cook or clean. Hubby will do the same and then next thing you know munchkin will start dancing, and then we join in. We will dance after song after song. She usually laughs and giggles. It is the best time we have just letting ourselves dance, sing and enjoy being a family.
Munchkin loves it as she loves to dance and as she learns songs she even tries to sing along. It is so breathtaking to see her grow and learn so much even in activities like dancing with her daddy. She adores him so much.
We think she is finally potty trained!
It has been a long road to get her to this level but we are so happy. It is such a relief to have her past this phase.
I am on Spring Break and can’t wait to enjoy this time off.
Hope everyone has a blessed day,
Me
So as I teach more and more I come to experience feelings that I am not familiar with or wasn’t expecting I guess. I mean if I had to sit down and think about it then I know logic would set in and tell me I should have expected it.
I took a long term assignment working with one kindergarten who was in need of special services. I will call him Adam. Anyways, Adam had a lot of issues and needed a lot of help to get him up to speed with his class. His first words to me were “I hate you, quit following me!” He was a hard case to get thru to but eventually he and I had a great bond and began to work very well together. I spent over two months with him one on one at school and we were making so much progress.
Last week Mom withdraws him to move him away from his dad. It is a bitter fight for custody between them. I got the news and just had to leave the room and cry and cry. I felt like I was grieving for a loved one. I felt cheated. I had put so much into his education and I really felt like I was close to doing what our goals were for him and then poof!
I have been trying to adjust to this all week and I hurt for him because I feel like his well being was no factor in this woman’s decision. It is a long story and one I can’t get into.
But I am heartbroken. I didn’t see myself getting that attached to a student and I worry about him all the time. I am guessing this is just the tip of the iceberg for many teaching years ahead of me.
Adam you will always be so special in my heart and I pray now that Jesus watches over you for me since I no longer can. I hope you never forget me.
Be blessed,
Me