I posted this on Facebook the other night
and the responses were awesome and so spot on!
The first week of school is like childbirth because.......
...it seems to last forever.
...it is so challenging while you are in the middle of it.
but seems to have flown by after the fact.
...it sneaks up on you!
...it is best done with a partner.
...the preparation is extensive! The week is exhausting...you can barely remember it once it is over. Sometimes you cry....but most of all....at the end of both....you simply get to sit quietly with your sweet kiddos and love on them because that's all they want too.
...lasts forever and is a pain in the.....
...there are never enough narcotics to get through all the pain.
...the pain is excruciating but the results are priceless.
...you plan and you plan but in the end somethings
just happen that are out of your control!
...once you see sweet baby's face...automatic love!
...in the end it's all worth it!
...once it's over you realize it's only the beginning.
It's so true- the first week of school is super
exhausting and crazy but also super wonderful.
My favorite comment this week came from
one of my little gifted 1st graders
who is SUPER adorable.
As I helped him out of the car the other morning he said
"I noticed that your name is Mrs. Long
and you are short.
And I know a first grade teacher who is named
Mrs. Short and she is long.
Isn't that interesting?"
He cracks me up! What a fun 6 year old!
My least favorite comment came from
a lady in the car rider line one afternoon.
It was 106 degrees and it was miserable.
I was walking down the super long line of cars
writing kids names on cards for them to put
in their front windows so that it would speed the line up.
I had sweat rolling down every single part of my body.
I walked to her window smiled and said:
"Would you like for me to make a sign for your window?"
{Should not have asked. Big mistake!}
She said:
"No....I had one last year and it kept falling down
and getting in my way.
It just didn't work for me."
I stood there staring at her.
{and thinking "ARE YOU KIDDING ME?
DO YOU THINK STANDING OUT HERE IN THE 106 DEGREE HEAT WORKS FOR ME?"}
She continued:
"I know it makes things easier for y'all
but it just doesn't work for me. Sorry!"
and she rolled up her window and drove on.
I can't wait till next week when if she doesn't have a card,
she will have to park her car, walk inside,
and show her ID in order to pick up her child!
Wonder how that will work for her?
Happy weekend y'all!