I Might Not Be Cut Out for This...

Hi Internet,

So, I was talking to a friend last week and came to the realization... I probably picked the worst career for myself. Allow me to explain:

- Occupational hazards such as lice and whooping cough. (True life, they have those across the hall, I've threatened my kids with their lived if they share hats or don't wash their hands with soap.)

- Working 70 hours a week.

- Crying every day about the difficult challenges my 5 and 6 year old students are facing.

-Wanting to take my kids home at the end of the day because I know their lives are rough.

My conversation with my friend went a bit like this:

Me: I'm going to need to get married sooner rather than later, cause I am so not cut out for working full-time and I kinda want to take all my kids home everyday.

Friend: laughs

Me: No. Serious.

Friend: Yeah, but that's what makes you so great at it, because you care.

Blah, blah. That' doesn't change that I can't look at one of my kids without tearing up. And this whole waking up early is totes cramping my style.

But, there are a few perks to my job.

-Getting a billion school pictures of myself as a grown lady... (weird)

-Being surrounded by kids who think knock knock jokes are HILARIOUS.

-Introducing my kids to 90's treasures such as "Reading Rainbow" and Cassette Tapes

-My kids will dance on command.

-I get called Mom daily and then get to reassure their horrified looks that it's ok.

-The girls who tell me they love me every morning when I call attendance.

-Hearing my kids (upon realizing I'm losing my patience with the class) say "Don't make her turn into Viola Swamp!"

 -The things my Russian kids say, like when I ask if any of them have seen anyone get hurt on the playground:

Russian Student (With THICK Russian Accent):  Yes. Thees one time I'm playing soccer and he keek thee Bol, he's keeking, he keek me in the bols!" (Points at his crotch) 

Russian Student's Cousin: Yes. Keek him in the bols! (Points at his crotch) 

Me: Uh, I'm sorry. I bet that hurt.

Russian Student: KEEK ME IN THE BOLS! (Still pointing)

-Trying not to laugh when every class discussion makes me feel like I'm in one of these commercials: 

Seriously, in math we had to talk about quantities  that are more and less. And the class discussion was almost like this verbatim.

I love my kids. Maybe too  much. I do love my job. But it's a lot more emotionally involved than I had imagined.

It's my party and I'll cry if you yell at me!

Happy Birthday Internet!

Well, first things first, my record temperature remains unscathed.

 

Secondly, my family party yesterday was AMAZING! I seriously have the best family EVER! My cousins and aunt went on my Pinterest boards and MADE me gifts from my pins! How cool is THAT?!

A K for Krystal made from buttons out of Grandma's button collection that she inherited from HER grandmother, many that were cut off of clothing from the depression! I wish Grandma were around to share the story behind every button!

Super cool, and apparently VERY time consuming/frustrating paper sculpture that is going to look INCREDIBLE in my room!

Hannah learned how to say my name! "Tistol"

 

 

 

 

 

 

And Jules was just happy to be there!

AND! My parents and Brother and S-I-L are making me a custom headboard! 

Take THAT IKEA!

Totally compensates for the mean lady at work, who is NOT my boss who yelled at me for something that wasn't my fault. If only she knew it was my birthday....

Thanks for fantastic day!