Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Back to School

If someone would've told me that I would be teaching my 5th year of Preschool (and even starting to get used to being called a teacher), even two years ago I wouldn't have believed them. Yet here I am. I think I'm still enjoying it. For the most part I do. I could do without the whining from moms all day or the crying when I make a child do something they should already know how to do, or the standing and peeing all over the floor, or the hands in the pants when there is poop in there, or the bus that shows up 30 min late. So I know what most of you are saying, this is what moms do everyday. Okay, I agree, try 12 kids doing anyone of these randomly throughout the day. What I can't do without: having them finally put a piece of food in their mouths (after a week and a half of school) by THEMSELVES, remembering how to walk in a line, peeing in the toilet, better yet pooping in the toilet, remembering my name, the faces they make, the funny things they say, and just how super cute they are just to look at. I wish I could post pictures just to show you what I mean.

(Jamon got up early to take my first day of school picture)

So here's to another year of stress and fun, most likely FUN!

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Look how cute you are posing for your first day of school...remember how fun that used to be?! I got to take Kyra and Amara's first day pictures the last couple of weeks (know if blogger would cooperate, I would get some more posts up!)
Anytime getting together is great with us.. we are mostly home now that Kyra is in school all day. Weekends work better with Shane's schedule.

Nicole said...

whoa...5 years?!! I really can't believe it!!! Hope this year is good for you...I'm sure you will be as fantastic as ever. Lets get together soon.

The Mrs. said...

Yeah!

You are so awesome Staci. Wish I talked to you more.

I need to call you.
Jamee
xoxo

Natalie in Sparks said...

Good job, you are a great teacher. And you do have a lot of patience.

I used to work at a group home for elderly disabled, so I dealt with pee, poop, adult diapers, meds, trying to get them to take the meds or eat their dinner....so same yet different. Anyway, I used to be amazed at how patient I was, even if I would get frustrated inside, I would just remain calm and deal with things. So I used to think "I am going to be so patient as a mother" Well, its definitely harder to stay patient with my own kids for some reason...but it was still great experience for me to get used to that before I was a mom.