It's May. For real. And then it will be June. What?!
Today I was a mad planner. I will once again be an instructor this summer at the Art House. As I slowly began to plan, my excitement for teaching was stirred up. I have greatly missed teaching this past year, but not the 5 am sub calls (or shall I say 3 am calls that sneaked through the system). Don't get me wrong, I have loved being a nanny. I feel like I have learned so much about children and all that goes into raising tiny humans. But when I start thinking about color, line and all the possible outcomes a single project will bring- I am overwhelmingly reminded how sweet that is. While I have never had my own classroom and really know all the in's and out's of teaching, I can certainly appreciate all the work teachers do. This blog post is a great encouragement to teachers of all kinds:
Jen Hatmaker - Dear Teachers Everywhere...
On and very different note....when you think of May Day what comes to mind? Flowers, and baskets or tear gas and flash grenades? I know tough choice huh....hmmmm what DOES come to mind first?
TEAR GAS & FLASH GERNADES
Tomorrow will be our last time in downtown Seattle. Hard to believe the time has already come. I am excited to spend the day in the city we have so much grown to love with my best friend.
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