Blurs

Today two of my kids did something ridiculous during Morning Circle. I could’t stop laughing so I had to cover my face and pretend I was crying so the kids wouldn’t notice I was laughing at them. Because whatever it was, they weren’t supposed to be doing it. But I have no memory of what the ridiculousness was.

My days are sometimes such a blur.  My students do hilarious and random things that I can’t always remember, even if I want to remember.  It’s like being a parent, but with fake children.  But still with  bodily functions. And tantrums. And screaming. And crying. And timeouts. And, as I like to call them, costume changes (meaning me having to change into scrubs because some kind of bodily fluid makes its way onto my clothes).  Never a dull moment, my job. Those moments are sometimes disgusting, but never dull.

Author: lakesidegirl

I work in the Children's Department of a Regional Library in the Midwest. I am a Bilingual Children's Library Associate. I lived in Mexico to learn Spanish in 2013/2014. I was an assistant teacher of preschoolers with special needs. I care about a lot of things. I am often called too confident. I love. I learn. I teach. I read. I write. I knit. I travel.

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