The three S's.

 Today I got snotted on, scratched and high fived (aka slapped) in my arm by my nuggets. And I can still say that it was a pretty good day! All in the life of a kindergarten teacher. 

 The snot was from a crying nugget who didn't feel good and wanted to go home. The scratch was from a nugget tantrum, totally accidental, the scratch not the tantrum. And the high five slap was from an end of the day over excited nugget. 

 The heat is unbearable these past few days. Just walking from place to place in our courtyard is uncomfortable. Yesterday I had a nugget crying because no one wanted to play duck, duck, goose at brain break because they were all too hot. Come at me, fall weather!! 

 Yesterday I had a Mrs.Peaches moment.  Let me tell you about Mrs. Peaches, what a perfect name right? She was my very own kindergarten teacher and she made a huge impact on my five year old self. 

 At the time, I couldn't think of anyone greater, still she's a top contender. She pulled all of my baby teeth. She tauhht me how to tie my shoes. She always welcomed me into her classroom, wven when I was well out of Kindergarten. When I was in swimming lessons and got to pick a friend to bring for our last lesson, I picked Mrs. Peaches, and she came. 

 Having your teacher cometo swimming lessons is a big deal people! Of course she had a family to take of, errands to run and things to scratch off her to-do list , but despite all that, she suited up and jumped in! I've never forgotten that experience or how Mrs. Peaches made me feel. 

 When I got the position as kindergarten teacher, I called her to tell her that very same day. "Oh my girl, you were made for this" is what she told me, and I'm starting to believe it a little more. Essentially, Mrs. Peaches is the teacher you want to be. 

 Last night I got a message from one of my parents from last year who just moved away. Her son was allowed to invite two friends to his siblings' birthday party and he chose another first grade boy and myself. 

 I could have burst with love! Obviously I accepted without hesitation. I can't wait to see my little nugget! This is why I became a teacher! :) 

Today's pockets:

Raveled string from a school bag

Writing tools galore! 

Scissors: how I don't have a hole in my pocket, I'm not sure