school
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I once had a second-grade student wise beyond his years tell me that Tuesday was the “armpit of the week”. I chuckle even as I write this. Perhaps that’s what February is…the armpit of the year. Hear me out. Once we come down from the climax of the holidays, January can sometimes bring the excitement…
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This is definitely a saying that has been popularized recently. But why is it so mainstream? Here’s another way to look at it. My colleagues and I have been talking about the change we see in the young generations coming up. They’re stressed plumb out. And because they’re young children, their stress comes out in…
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Dear Parents, It’s the end of a very long week for me. I not only taught your child, along with 25 other students, but I also stayed after and shared with you all the amazing things your child is doing in my class. I skipped potty breaks, dinner, and even forgot to worry about the…
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Well… It’s that time of year again–school. I’m always so nervous on the first day of school no matter that’s it my seventh first day of school. I guess I’m nervous because it’s new. New students. New year. New clothes. New shoes. New supplies. I decided to move classrooms this year; on purpose. It was…
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I still miss my mom. At 3:15 pm, on August 9th, 2011, my mom took her last breath. I probably should have a better way to cope with this day, which trust me, I am doing great compared to the first few years. But I hate that this day looms over me. We celebrate her…
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Okay guys. My heart is heavy tonight. It could be exhaustion from teaching, working out, doing the dishes, working out some more, cooking dinner, allowing my son to drive me to pick up a prescription, giving my daughter a bath, reading with her, showering, and then reading a book for school. Or I’m PMS’ing. Ugh……
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Not only am I a parent, I am also an educator. I have been blessed with an opportunity to be around several kiddos with various different ways of seeing the world. However, parenting a kiddo with ADHD is the hardest thing I have ever done as a human being. My mornings with my son have…
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You read that right… I have an approval addiction. This means that I care about what people think of me. I wish I could be those hard ass moms who don’t give two cents about what other moms think of them…or even what their own kids think of them. But I do. This summer, I…

