Holy smokes. I am so tired. I am so so tired. Similar to labor, I think there is a biological need to forget the first weeks of school as a kindergarten teacher. Which is why I am continually amazed by the bone-weary tiredness I feel by day 3. You know it’s bad when your new colleague, a veteran 1st grade teacher, says, “I didn’t know it was this hard!” Because, if you’ve ever met a 1st grader, it’s not exactly smooth sailing over there, either. But also, my students are the cutest, sweetest, most genuine little people and someday in the future they will have an ounce more self-control and I will sit down for longer than 1 minute at a time. Here’s a shout out to my teacher pals who are about to launch into the fire again. I’m not trying to like toot our own horns or anything but… okay yes, yes I am. Bad Asses. All of us.
And here are 7 photos that are very important reminders to me that I do indeed have a life outside of the classroom.
Brownstone to Bungalow 
All of this – from your first days of kindergarten comments to your wonderfully captioned pictures- is so wonderful. Made me laugh, tear up and ache deeply to hug you, Luke and Mike. Thank god for airplanes and September.
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I don’t where you found the energy to compose this – but it oozes why I wait with worms on my tongue (baited breath) for “7 small things”!
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