September 2, 2009
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alarm clock fail!
Second day of school, I awake to these words from my husband: IT’S SEVEN O’CLOCK!
I usually get up at about ten to six, so this was not good news. Our house cleaners have a tendency to knock the alarm clock and de-activate it. That happened. Scott didn’t check it before we went to bed, so, uh oh.
We still managed to get the kids fed and out the door with lunches and snacks packed (at least for the kids) and arrived at school by 8am – the time I am officially required to be there. With my students arriving at 8:15, it didn’t leave me a lot of time to settle in. Yeesh!
The kids are very happy with their new classes and teachers. I have them both come straight to my room after school to do homework with me, and then we leave as soon as we can. No more late nights in after-care. I’m committed to being more present for them so they can be organized and well-rested and develop good habits. Day 2, so far so good. Yesterday at school I got reports from three different adults that Sam was hungry and didn’t have enough to eat. He’s growing. A lot.
Last night I had another voice lesson, and my teacher says I’m making great progress with my “ear” — I can hear what I am supposed to be singing much better. I sang and played for the students today, and I had a few freeze-ups, but in general, I’m doing much better. The students are loving the ukulele. They desperately want to touch it. I need some cheapy low-end ukes for the kids to use at school. Anyone have some laying around?
I am completely and utterly exhausted. Thankfully my excellent husband made us dinner. Now to put the kids to bed and make sure all the kippot are ready for Friday when we distribute them to the kiddos.
Good night!
Comments (3)
Rock on Pam!
You rock and roll! Even with an hour-plus handicap.
I so admire your commitment to getting out as early as possible at the end of the day. I never got good at that, and always got stuck in traffic. I don’t think I was that productive after 4:15 or so, either; it just took me a while to get organized to get out.
And my Mahalo uke cost about $35; could you get a couple of those models for the kids to mess around with? We went camping with friends last week and I had the same experience with the two 6-year-old girls there–the big 9-year-olds were too cool to show interest, but the littles were constantly begging to try out my uke. And one of them was pretty good at it, too!
@elswhere - I totally missed these comments! Thanks for the suggestions and the kudos!
@NaturalNoeyMama - MMMWAH!