It was in a meeting with my boss where I made some comment like, "Well, I don't start class until January 10th, so..." and she did an amazing double-take.
"Ummm... your class starts on January 2nd."
This is what comes of being on two separate schedules: the public school schedule and the community college schedule.
Over the break when teachers' brains turn to mush I forgot that I started school before my children go back to school (on January 4th) so I was able to be surprised yet AGAIN by the January 2nd start date. Eek!
I met my new class. It is awesome and tiny. I hope to get more people. So if you know anyone who lives in the Minneapolis/Saint Paul area and is interested in pursuing a career in child development/education but needs some help getting ready for college or getting their GED... Send point them to the Hubbs Center to register for my class!
After discussing with eldest son about his overall levels of stress we determined that he needed to be able to do something active every day. With the cold weather and the small house this can be a challenge.
So we decided to get a treadmill off Craigslist.
I will skip to the punchline which involved us driving from White Bear Lake to Saint Paul with the passenger door of the minivan wide open and the treadmill hanging out just a little.
I put the hazards on, avoided highways and drove no faster than 30 mph. It was kinda cold. And every time we stopped the car dinged at us and said "Door Ajar" with a cute little red light.
I may have taken this opportunity to yell "OH MY GOSH! DID YOU KNOW THE DOOR IS OPEN?" at my son. Every time. He laughed (at me, not with me) and told me that this might be one of the craziest days of his whole life. Just you wait, I told him.
"What do you think it would be like to have a normal mom?"
"I don't think I would like it."
Grateful Crap: Ridiculously metacognitive children who can analyze their feelings and accurately predict what might help them deal with stress and anxiety.
took meds (in the afternoon though)
time with son
snuggled with daughter
Quaker, teacher, parent,