So I didn’t do much (okay, any) writing last week. But I promise, I wasn’t slacking!
What I did:
1.) turned in my grades
2.) spent 2 days in professional development seminars
3.) went to my nephew’s track meet
4.) planted lime basil seeds
5.) hung out with my sister and her new baby
6.) cheered for the otters at the zoo
7.) cheered for Margeaux when she stood up for the first time
8.) bought a new round squishy ottoman so Margeaux has a safe place to stand up
9.) taught D and Lucy how to use a lint brush so they can clean the cat hair off the new ottoman
10.) chased the cat around to squirt peroxide on his gross open wounds twice a day
11.) vowed to never let the cat outside again
12.) drove across town to the preschool to convince Dorothy that she really cannot continue to barricade herself in the bathroom and actually needs to just put on the change of clothes from her backpack even though it’s a dolphin t-shirt and not a sundress
13.) bought groceries
14.) listened to the Fresh Beat Band CD 10,457 times
15.) mopped the kitchen floor twice
16.) let my girls listen to most of License to Ill (RIP MCA)
17.) organized all the art supplies
18.) had a throw down shouting match with T about Octomom getting a $450 haircut
19.) danced my ass off with my best friend since junior high at an 80s cover band concert
20.) had this awesome conversation:
Mom, we will need to get a new toilet soon.
Why would we need a new toilet?
Because this one will be full.
Oh. But the toilet doesn’t get full—when you flush, the water and the poop go down the pipes and the pipes go out of our house and under the street all the way to a place called the water treatment plant where the water gets clean.
All the pipes go there?
Is that where the alligators live?
Um, no? Remember, we don’t have alligators in Michigan.
Oh yeah. They’re just in Florida, and LA?
What I learned:
1.) It’s incredibly freeing to only care about my students’ grades as much as they care about their grades.
2.) Lint brush + preschoolers = 45 minutes of quiet time for mom.
3.) I need to teach Dorothy how to surrender gracefully instead of digging in to a conflict she can’t win (re: dolphin t-shirt).
4.) I need to practice that same lesson (re: Octomom haircut).
5.) We have too many crayons, not enough markers, and enough stickers to wallpaper the Western hemisphere.
6.) It is possible to feel deep sadness while shouting “You gotta fight! For your right! TO PAAARRRRTTTTYYY!”
7.) There is something deeply satisfying about imagining alligators swimming through pipes under LA.
8.) A week without writing feels oddly unproductive, no matter what else fills my days. And the days will fill themselves and slip away, whether or not I make time for what I need or want.