The Week

Happy Valentine's Day!

Yesterday--I had to run a meeting, which was totally fine, but I hate meetings and I'm drowning in meetings, and I'd much rather run a class. I mean, I did that, too. I love the classroom. In my intro class, I totally lose track of the time--there is never enough time. It's Hegel's self-conscious absorption. It is my totally favorite thing. It is me and the students and I know it's over because their mannerisms shift slightly--a glance at the clock, a shuffle of papers. And the class hour (50 minutes) is done. I'm so very grateful for teaching. 

We were all so tired last night--plus we had to pack because we're having a weekend away right at the end of the school day. 

I was explaining this morning to Blaze that we have to pick him up early from his after-school club. This caused a lot of angst--"No!"--because Friday is Blaze's favorite after school-club because they watch a movie together. I explained to him that we have to leave early because of the snow--"Because it will be prettier?" No, because we want to get there before the snow. "Because it will take longer to drive in the snow?" No, because the roads might be dangerous. "Because there might be sharp pointy things? [ice]" No, ice is dangerous not because it is pointy, but because it is slippery. What a kid. 

The boys have colds so Q had a lot of trouble sleeping--I gave him hot honey water and a lozenge in the middle of the night and am letting him sleep in this morning. I'm so glad when I am able to help my boys through hard things and make it better for them.