When I say that I had to wear pantyhose, what I really mean is, it's freezing cold here and I have exactly two pairs of pants in my size...one pair of dressy jeans and one pair of black pants. I'm going to have access to my parents' washer and dryer in the middle of next week, and I'd really like to make it that long without having to go to the laundromat, so..... my pants are dirty. I'll wear a dress everyday for a week. No biggie. Anyway, wearing hose and I had a run before I even got into my classroom, not that I know how it got there. My sweet cherubs asked me repeatedly if I was okay because I had big scratches on my legs and they were worried about me. They tend to worry about me because I'm notoriously clumsy and trip and fall over things routinely. I guess they thought it was just another attack of my gracefulness, and they were probably right. Bless their hearts, they were so concerned. Then, they inevitably told me to just take those stockings off! "You don't need 'em anyway, you don't need to be dressed up." I tried to explain that pasty white girl legs just don't look good in some winter dresses and also that at 36 degrees, I was not exposing my legs to cold air. Not to mention it's No Shave November. Just kidding. :)
|morning snuggles when it's too cold to get out of bed|
|pumpkin spice woopie pies|
|someone has taken over...|
|college visiting with Baby Brother!|
The purpose of this post is just to remind myself that I love my students, and
Of all the things I'm thankful for this month and every day, many of them are the direct result of my work, my peers, and the opportunities and learning experiences I've had thus far. I can't wait to see where this crazy life leads me, and how God will shape the rest of my journey....even if it does start with being the teacher in the very back of the lunch line. Yes, we do line up by age and yes, I'm the youngest in the school.