Babies

As stressful and crazy my job can be, teaching two year olds is actually really wonderful.  When they're not being whiny or bratty about this or that, they are telling hilarious stories. While I was changing R's poop on the table he says, "I fell off the changing table!" to which I reply, "How did that happen?"  He smiles and says, "I wasn't listening."  They make you feel so wonderful when you walk in the room and some of them get a HUGE smile across their face.  They yell, "Manda! You're here! Can you come outside to play?"  I walk along the yard fence from my car and I have five little friends trying to say hello through the fence.  They ask to sit in my lap whenever I am sitting on the ground and stationary.  They are so happy when I play the ukulele.  I know that I am their teacher, and that I teach them about fire fighters, flowers, shapes, how to interact well with peers, how to wash their hands, and how to use kind and gentle words but they bring so much joy to my life.  Even when E refuses to eat her food unless I feed her like a little bird.  Not that I can always do that, but every so often it's nice to do little things for the babies since I am most likely not having any of my own any time soon.

I love that I get to be a mommy 8 hours a day.  I miss my kids when I go home.  I dream about them or dream about having conversations with their parents about how their day went.  Even when I am not at work, it invades my life anyway.  That is sort of okay with me.

AND. FINALLY. My baby gets to be in my classroom starting on Monday.  60% of the reason why I accepted the 2's teacher position was because I knew he would some day turn two and be in my class. Every Monday through Friday for 8 hours.  I have waited 6 months for this moment.  I so happy!! Excitement is building! Ohmygoodness, can't. handle. it.