Each Friday, one of the parents in B's class comes to read to the class after recess. I've done it a few times, and we always have a blast. They ask so many questions and giggle about the smallest things, and ask me my name and how to spell it over and over. For the record, if you actually spell your name, they laugh and say, "You mean you don't even know how to spell 'IT?!'" They're hilarious. It never fails. Lately, one of the boys has been calling me his "Sweetheart." It's the same kid (super adorable, by the way) who asked me, "Are you Indian or Hispanic?" during the Valentine's Day party. It was so hard not to laugh, as I said, "Um, neither."
Today was my turn again. I'm the room mom now, so I fill all of the slots that were empty. In less than a week, I managed to fill up the rest of the Fridays in the school year. I'd call that progress. Their teacher emailed everyone on Thursday, letting us know she was going to be gone today and Monday, so last night, when I couldn't fall asleep, I came up with a plan. Her birthday is in May, and I've been trying to think of something the kids could give her that would be something that she would be able to keep and remember them fondly.
My idea was to make a book...to have each kid write their favorite thing about her on a page, and then I would attach a picture(s) and a name tag so she would remember years down the road. When they came into the classroom after lunch/recess, they went to the floor for me to read to them, and then I asked if they wanted to make a surprise for her since she was going to be gone. They did such a great job. Seriously. For a bunch of squirmy little puppies, they stayed on task pretty well. The only problem is...14 out of 18 wrote the exact same thing! "My favorite thing about Mrs. Wilkinson is she's the best teacher ever." Fourteen times. The others varied:
"She gives us hugs."
"She reads fantastic stories."
"She is caring and has good manners."
"She teaches us stuff and pushes us harder and harder and harder."
Needless to say, it was 45 minutes of hilarity. She's going to laugh and love it. I just know it. Everyone finished pretty quickly, except for my child who kept disobeying me and writing each letter in a different color...just to piss me off. I read them "It's Not Easy Being a Bunny" and "Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs" and they were all happy that we'd completed two tasks instead of one. And the substitute? Well...she looked relieved.
I can't wait to put it together and have the kids give it to her. She's seriously just an awesome teacher.
After school, N came home and asked to go to his friend's house, so I agreed. His friend's mom called and asked if he could stay over until 10:00 or so, and I agreed, although I wasn't sure what I was going to do for hours on end.
Answer: Nothing. Until I decided to go to Dick's Sporting Goods to see if I could find 1/2 gallon coolers for the boys for baseball. I got a couple from Target, and they leak like nobody's business. These were a few dollars more each, and I'm hoping they'll leak less. Also, I got an orange one for N and his Giants and I got a red one for B and his Rangers. Yay for color coordination!
When N came home, he started watching "Footloose" with me, then said it was too weird, so he went to watch "The Regular Show" instead. Yeah, I don't get it either. I decided to get rid of some jiggle so I upped my thigh workout and did a new one. After I finished, my legs were super shaky, and I tried to do my 66 squats. I had to split them up into 3 groups. I haven't had to do that in a long time.
Crawling into my super tall bed was a challenge. I have no intention of moving.
It's a good thing tomorrow's Saturday, and baseball games haven't started yet...although, I think I might see if we can catch one of N's friend's select games tomorrow, IF they're playing.
Silly rain.
Aubs
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