Another day of chasing children and fighting off the evil bad manners in an attempt to raise well balanced members of society. Fridays are rough. I teach Art classes in the morning for 3-8th graders. Doesn't seem to bad until you factor in four children under four that I drag along with me.
Every Friday morning I ask myself, what was I thinking when I signed up for this? It is difficult enough to get students to pay attention and even more difficult with four small ones playing around you.
I got up and ran three miles this morning, in the dark. again, was I thinking? I should have known that every time the classroom door was left open even a centimeter that my son's radar would go off and he would bolt. Did I mention that my three year old niece would not be far behind? Why you ask? I do it all for the children who would not have art otherwise. And let me tell you that getting through a Friday is a great accomplishment. I love the feeling of coming home after working so hard and putting on my Pj to have movie night with my kids. Supermom would definitely do that!
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