Instead of reading to the kids today I had errands to take care of. I finally got my tax money back, and put four new tires on the old jalopy. Wow, what a sweet ride. This has speeding ticket, or worse, written all over it. I mean, I'm so glad to have a safer vehicle..... *evil grin* Gee, THAT is what tire tread looks like. Amazing! Hard to believe I wont have to run to the gas station every other week to put air in the tires. I'm so good at it I can eyeball where it needs to be. No gages for this gal! My brother in law Tom has an air compressor and filled them a dozen times for me too, so thanks Tom! That's one less thing I will bug you for. :)
Kate and I got the car settled in and headed over to Applebees for lunch, where I ordered a celebratory bloody Mary. (To celebrate two years of blogging.) Tooooo heavy on the w sauce, and not enough goodies inside. The french onion soup was fab, and I will report back on the turkey, bacon, fried green tomato sandwich that I had to take home. I will have it for dinner shortly.
Anyway, back to the kids. I saw two parents today from that class. One of them at the Walmart service center "Miss Joanie!" "It's just plain Joanie these days." and then one of them who actually lives across the street. Both of them asked about the new job, and then added the typical, I don't know how you worked with preschoolers in the first place. I wondered some days myself. Mostly not because of the kids though.
Last Saturday it was so nice out that while sitting on my front stoop I was wishing for some sidewalk chalk, and some kids to play with to cover up the fact that it was ME who wanted to draw on the sidewalk. Playing is such an important part of life. I firmly believe that preschoolers learn the best through play and exploration, and I think that's what is wrong with so many adults. We forget how important it is to play. To just let go and live, and to embrace life with joy. I know life sucks, and I know times are hard. I'm certainly not immune to any of that. I can still, however, cherish the feeling of wind in my hair as I ride my bike around the neighborhood, for enjoyment, not for exercise. Swing on a swing at the park, or just doodle on the sidewalk......because it's there, and I can. Splash in a puddle, make a snowangel, or even just catch snowflakes on my tongue.
The thing I miss about being a preschool teacher is playing/interacting with the kids. I miss reading stories, music time, and making up silly songs to get them laughing. The goofy things they come up with that get me laughing. Play and laughter. SO important for all of us. That's why I try to go back a couple of times a month to see them. So I don't forget. I would hate to turn around one day and realize that I had grown up!
Kate and I got the car settled in and headed over to Applebees for lunch, where I ordered a celebratory bloody Mary. (To celebrate two years of blogging.) Tooooo heavy on the w sauce, and not enough goodies inside. The french onion soup was fab, and I will report back on the turkey, bacon, fried green tomato sandwich that I had to take home. I will have it for dinner shortly.
Anyway, back to the kids. I saw two parents today from that class. One of them at the Walmart service center "Miss Joanie!" "It's just plain Joanie these days." and then one of them who actually lives across the street. Both of them asked about the new job, and then added the typical, I don't know how you worked with preschoolers in the first place. I wondered some days myself. Mostly not because of the kids though.
Last Saturday it was so nice out that while sitting on my front stoop I was wishing for some sidewalk chalk, and some kids to play with to cover up the fact that it was ME who wanted to draw on the sidewalk. Playing is such an important part of life. I firmly believe that preschoolers learn the best through play and exploration, and I think that's what is wrong with so many adults. We forget how important it is to play. To just let go and live, and to embrace life with joy. I know life sucks, and I know times are hard. I'm certainly not immune to any of that. I can still, however, cherish the feeling of wind in my hair as I ride my bike around the neighborhood, for enjoyment, not for exercise. Swing on a swing at the park, or just doodle on the sidewalk......because it's there, and I can. Splash in a puddle, make a snowangel, or even just catch snowflakes on my tongue.
The thing I miss about being a preschool teacher is playing/interacting with the kids. I miss reading stories, music time, and making up silly songs to get them laughing. The goofy things they come up with that get me laughing. Play and laughter. SO important for all of us. That's why I try to go back a couple of times a month to see them. So I don't forget. I would hate to turn around one day and realize that I had grown up!
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