Today, we resumed second grade with not-so-high spirits.
Today included:
- six weeping outbursts (and none of them were even me! -- but one was at my house before we ever left for school).
- one pair of lost shoes (again, at my house -- the reason for the weeping)
- one playground fight
- one temper tantrum (okay, this WAS me).
- five moved clips (discipline action).
So, I survived today. And tomorrow Mrs. Durrington will have to ditch the mouse-ears she's been wearing and resume her post as the other, hopefully more pleasant, teacher in room 24.
One of my weepers was a bleary-eyed, little brown-eyed cutie who is evidently BABIED at home. She didn't want to be there (me, either, I told her!) and the counselor brought her down sniffling and snuffling and dripping. It was RIGHT as the bell rang so I had her come sit on my lap until the announcements were over and then it was going to be time to get to work. She sat and I sat (and yelled at everyone to get to work!) It wasn't a terribly horrible way to start the day. We stood for the pledge, pledged and went to work. Sometimes you just need a little more cuddle before you can buckle down. I'm all for it.
