It's weird. For years I struggled with sleepless nights in August because of my mind being so full with back-to-school ideas as a teacher.
Tonight I sat through the parent night at M's new school-as a parent. It's funny how different the parent side of the classroom is. I know I would be such a better teacher now that I've been on the parent side.
If you have been reading for any length of time, you might find it strange that I bring this up now since M went to preschool last year. The difference is that her former classroom was provided through the school district. There wasn't much interaction or communication. I actually put her on the bus in the morning and didn't need to drive her to school. The only supplies they asked for were occasional snack donations.
This year I feel like we're part of a real school. I'm excited for what is to come. At the moment there are only nine children in her classroom. I love that! Of course that may change, even before Wednesday of next week.
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