Wish me well!

So my kids were sitting at snack with my EA's and I really had to go to the bathroom. I discretely (so I thought) told my EA I was sneaking off to the washroom quick. I was across the room when one of my fav little guys hollers to me,

"Have a good pee Mrs. R!"

I thought I was going to pee right there!

I love my job.

Decision

So I've made a decision. Not sure how well I'll manage to carry it out, but by the grace of God I'll be able to do it!

I've decided all those adults (that act like hormonal teenagers) can jump in a lake for all I care. THEY aren't my job. THEY aren't my problem even.

My job, my calling, my passion and my responsibility (on paper and off) are my kids. That's what I need to worry about. That's what I need to spend my emotional and physical energy on, all of it!

As long as I can honestly say that I am doing EVERYTHING in my capabilities to be the best teacher, model and nurturer to those little lambs God has placed in my care, then that's IT! Everyone else can just, well....I'm sure you get the point. ;)

THIS is who God made me to be!

THIS is what teaching is??

So is THIS what teaching is all about?

Getting criticized by anyone who has vocal chords and an opinion?

Being told almost every day what you're doing wrong (never anything that's right)?

People trashing the plans, schedules and programs you spent hours of time( you should have been eating, sleeping and seeing your loved ones) on?

I'm serious. I can take being bitten. I can take being sneezed on. I can take being peed on. I can take having my flesh ripped off by tiny little finger nails.

It's amazing how all that stuff can be fixed by a 4 yr old golden-haired angel leaping into my arms wanting a big squeeze. A 2 yr old running full speed into my room yelling my name.

I don't mind the physically taxing part of my job. I expected that.

What I do mind is the emotionally draining, spiritually testing interactions with the ADULTS!!!!

Do all teachers feel this way?

I KNOW this isn't what teaching is supposed to be about.

Stop or Go?

One of my little guys actually slapped another boy right across the face this afternoon.  I took him aside and told him, "Hitting is a stop!"

"No!" he replied as he pulled away.  "Hitting is go!"