Keepsake Book

As kindergarten comes to an end (and my heart breaks because my little boy is growing up way too fast,) I sent our keepsake book to school for T's teachers to sign.

You've seen them, right? Lots of people choose the classic, Oh, The Places You'll Go! by Dr. Seuss. 
You send the book to your child's teacher each year and they write a short message. You then present the book to your child at the end of 5th grade, 8th grade, high school-depending on how organized you are! :)

When T and I discussed this concept and we read Oh, The Places You'll Go, he said, "what other choices do I have?" He wasn't connected with this classic just yet and I respect that. I showed him a few choices.....
I Wish You More by Amy Krouse Rosenthal (swoon) and illustrated by Tom Lichtenheld. This book is, and I'm not exaggerating, a treasure. I cried as I read this simple text thinking about my little T and my first graders. I can't wait to read it them on the last day of school. T liked it and even gave me a hug when I finished reading it, but it wasn't the one either. 
Then there was When I Grow Up by none other than Weird Al Yankovic. T loves this book because of the silly jobs described and the fun rhymes. Mommy loves it because there is a little teacher lovin' inside! This was our top contender for at least a week. 
While on a trip to Barnes & Noble one weekend, we stumbled upon this book, What a Wonderful World.  As soon as I finished reading it, T declared that this would be his "school book." He connected with it immediately and fell in love with the art. We listen to this song and sometimes I sing it at bedtime. Of course, now that I've read the book, I realize I've been singing it wrong, but, ya know, whatever. :) 

So there you have it, our keepsake book chosen by my soon to first grader (my soul just crushed a little typing that) will be What a Wonderful World which is absolutely perfect because my world is wonderful because of him. 
Happy reading friends! 

What We're Reading Sunday

Thank you for checking out our (almost weekly) post, what we're reading Sunday!

I would love to tell you how I have spent hours and hours this last week reading chick lit and children's books, but I would be lying! 

I have been reading writing samples, grading papers, attending 6,000 end of the year events, planning 1,000 more, rushing to swim team, etc. 

We have been reading though-I promise! T's been reading his nightly books and his book fair hot picks! (Our school does an end of the year buy one book get one free book fair and it is always a big hit!)

With me, he chose a couple of nonfiction books and a graphic novel. While without me, he chose a Minecraft handbook. Sneaky kid! He loves it and it has not left his side since the book fair! He even brings it in the car! 
I've squeezed in a few minutes to read the last school year edition of Scholastic's Instructor Magazine. I really like the updated look and feel of the magazine and the articles are short, fun, and current. If you are a K-6 teacher, I'd say grab a subscription for sure!
This month features 50 books for summer reading organized by genre and then by age group. Love, love, love! I've put Brown Girl Dreaming at the top of my summer reading list! 

What are you reading?

Facebook Complaint

I was told by a friend recently that I'm not "real enough" on Facebook. I asked her to explain. She went on to tell me that I don't share my downs as much as my ups. I don't ever gripe about the husband or being up all night with the baby. She said it makes my life look perfect. After I choked on my coffee, I realized she was serious. 

For some reason, maybe because I just read this post, I really thought about what she said. While I do not want my life to seem perfect (mainly because it is not,) I also am just not one of those people. I'm not a social media griper by nature. I'm private. There is a bit of irony there because I love Twitter, FB, Instagram, and have my own blog, but it is true. I am private. 

When something does not go my way, I don't rush to FB or blast a tweet. I call my husband (poor guy!) If I'm aggravated about him (doesn't happen often,) I call my sister who without fail takes his side (true story.) If I have a bad day at work, I'll vent to a friend. If I'm overwhelmed, I call my mom. I'm a talker and I value the time spent talking with the people I love most. The people I don't see enough. The people who know my whole story. AND if the baby kept me up all night, I don't want to do a post about it-I just want to sleep. 

If you know me in real life or virtually, you know most of my story. You know what I want you to know, what you need to know. I've had much loss in my almost 38 years and it is with me everyday.

To be honest, the jerk pulling out in front of me, T talking back for the first time, a colleague not being so nice, a rough day at school, the hot water heater exploding, terrible cramps, or even the 150% humidity we've had already this year, just are not (usually) worthy of my daily 140 characters.  I'd rather share the "other" in my life.

Not sure what it says about me, but I enjoy what others post and take it for what it is-a glimpse into their lives. I laugh at their stories. I feel sad when they are sad. I worry when they worry. I smile when they smile. I celebrate when they celebrate. I try not to judge. I understand that it is all just a snapshot, a teeny tiny snapshot.
So let me continue to share my cute kid pictures, silly selfies, my little funnies, my ordinary and mundane. As a student in my class said, "Go ahead and click like on that for me." While doing so, please know that there are all of those other things going on, too. I run late. I eat too much. I stress out. I cry. I pitch a fit or two. I have a messy, messy kitchen table. I just rewashed a load of clothes that had been there for two days. There are dishes in my sink....and they've been there awhile. 

I just don't want to type about it. I'd rather talk.

Hey You!

Hey you! 

That's right-you!

You-teacher-with tired eyes and a smiling face! 

I'm talking to you!
Thank you, teacher! Thank you for teaching my son how to read and write and spell and add and subtract and count and try again and not tattle tale and how to tie his shoes. Oh wait, still working on that last one! 

Thank you, teacher! Thank you for teaching all of those children what they need to know not only to pass a test, but to be a thinker, a learner. 

Thank you, teacher! Thank you for teaching me! Thank you for returning my paper because you knew I could do better. Thank you for making me memorize the states and capitals. Thank you for kindly suggesting (also known as making me) attend summer school for that trig class. Thank you for the note in the corner of my paper telling me how much you loved it! 

Thank you, teacher! Thank you for teaching all of those students before they were in my class. Thank you for starting them on the path to greatness. Thank you to those that follow me, too. Thank you for taking them to that next step on their journey.

Thank you, teacher! Thank you for smiling in the hallway when you walk by-not only to me, but the kids. Thank you for checking on my students and learning their names. Thank you for the hugs, the encouragement, the friendship, the laughs, and most of all for the yummy food! Thank you for making each work day not feel like so much like work. 

During this teacher appreciation week and all the weeks in between, thank you. 


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