Just Hang On for Two More Weeks

I sure love shoes. My wallet even says, "shoe fund" on it. 

Two weeks. Two stressed out, biography writing, stretched to the limit weeks and then Utopia. I can not wait. It is teacher appreciation week this week. WHY do they do this to parents two weeks before school is out? AND I AM A TEACHER. I mean come ON! So do you buy two presents? I always do. Do you know why? Because I know exactly what it takes to be a teacher and all that you put into it. Literally, blood, sweat and tears. A lot of tears some years. 

Every year at this time I have my students interview their Mom's. Their Moms don't know that they are the ONLY choice to interview.  The interview just says to interview someone you love. But, it is ALWAYS the Moms that are interviewed. I do this because my students get to learn about first person and third person point of view writing. They get to learn how to conduct an interview and THEN they get to actually write a real life biography. The end products are so darling but can I just tell you it is almost like H.E. double hockey sticks for me at this time of the year to pull this work out of my students. Today I actually said to my class as four kids at once asked me different questions about the essay.  Another one said she didn't feel well, one was crying because he was behind and then one boy had weird itchy bumps in his armpit that turned out to be chicken pox. They were supposed to be doing independent work. I literally said out loud, "Stop." Everybody, stop there is so much going on here and everyone is supposed to be working quietly." I am TRYING so hard to get these Mother's Day Biographies organized but all of this noise is about to give me a nervous breakdown. Then it was recess. Thank goodness. 

The next two weeks are so busy. Plus, I have to move out of my classroom because they are demolishing the buildings the DAY AFTER school gets out. I have been working on packing parts of my room for about 30-60 minutes each day. I am trying to keep on top of it so I don't get overwhelmed. I am going to have to take everything to my parents house probably about 15 boxes of stuff at least. Moving a classroom is sort of like moving a house. 

Then. I get to just be a MOM. Can you even believe it? My favorite job ever. Three months of Motherhood bliss, cleaning, and doing stuff that I like to do too. Besides running the babes to all of their activities. Time will be my best friend again instead of my enemy because there will be so much more of it. That is magical I tell you. 

A friend text me the other night that he usually hates when the school year is over. I thought what an interesting perspective. I had that perspective once too, until the babies came along. Oh, I love my babies. 

These two.