This week was tough. My kids decided to be more difficult than ever. I have one child who throws the biggest fits when something doesn't go the way he wants it to. He throws furniture around the room, kicks the walls and shelves and smashes his head into walls. This week he hit me with one of our wooden chairs as he flung it across the floor. I know it was an accident but it hurt really bad. Two of our younger preschoolers who are potty trained pooped on me. It was pretty funny when I got home and said I had a crappy day. That was the best I could do to turn it into a funny thing.. but honestly, I wanted to cry.
Today was finally a good day. Our kids were quiet and friendly. They seemed happy and calm compared to the rest of the week. It was amazing. One of my favorite kids came in and was absolutely set on being my little sidekick. She hugged me a thousand times and told me I was her favorite teacher. She held onto my pocket (which is usually something we do to get our kids to behave... so I found it funny). All my kids insisted that I wore a princess hat that our other teacher made for me ALL day. I had to wear it to lunch (at Noodles and Co.) and all the way home. I know I could have taken it off as soon as I walked out to my car, but I felt guilty, so I wore it driving too.
My grandma (GG) is officially in the totally assisted section of her assisted living home. She and my grandpa (Bumpa) have to be separate at night, because he lives in the more independent section of the building. She moved this week. It was really tough on my mom, but I can't say it was easy on any of us. I went to visit Monday with Jordan before she moved. She looked tired and old. I know that sounds sad, because she is old... and all that.. but she just didn't look like my grandma anymore. Then yesterday... I just couldn't handle it. She wasn't herself and my grandpa lost his patience with her and started yelling.
I'm running out of summer.. and while I'm excited for my vacation in two weeks, that means I only have one left. I'm scared and going to miss home. As crazy as it sounds.
I'm going to miss my family. I'm going to miss Jordan.
I have a feeling it's going to be a very hard year.
Always,
H.Eilene
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