When the Teacher Cries

I'll admit it. I've had better weeks.

Benj attends a Kids Day Out program twice a week. When I picked him up last Friday, I asked his teacher how her day was. She usually doesn't have much to report, so I'm waiting for the standard "good" or "he had a great day." But instead of those positive reinforcements that I can't wait to hear, she just starts crying. Great. I've seen this before, and I know what it means. It can't be good.

I'm the first to admit that my kids aren't the easiest kids in the world to watch. Let's admit it, they are quite loud (which they obviously get from Ken...wink). Just imagine 15 Benjamins in one room. Yikes. It's enough to make me cry just thinking about it.

After begging her not to quit, I quickly gathered his things and made him apologize for whatever he did. And apparently he wasn't even the worst behaved that day. Is it wrong that I somehow find comfort in that?

So we get home, and I check the mail only to see this in my mailbox peering back at me...

Seriously? Now I'm really scared.

What the ....?

Most of you know that Benjamin has been going to speech therapy for about a year now. While it didn't seem to help much at first, he has made a lot of progress over the last couple of months with the help of his new therapist, Wendy.

That's right. He can now say what the? (in a question, like he's going to say what the !?#@), stupid, and shut-up. That's just terrific. Funny thing is I don't know if I should be embarrased that he's saying such harsh words for a 3-year-old or if I should be excited that he's expanding his vocabulary. But I've learned through our journey to be excited about every new thing he says. So, I quickly correct him but secretly do a happy dance in my head.

We're back to therapy this morning where I can't wait to see what comes out of his mouth today. Gotta love that.

So I'm a blogger...

Wow, I can't believe I actually created a blog. Even more shocking to me is that you're actually reading it.

Today is a nasty, rainy day. It's cold, and the kids are bouncing off the walls. So, I thought I would give this blog thing a try. And to think that just two months ago, my cell phone still had an antenna. Guess I'm really moving along.

Now I just have to explain to my mother what a blog is. She's the only person I know that doesn't own a computer, doesn't have a clue how to use one, and is still quite unsure of what email REALLY is. This should be fun.

Anyway, I'll probably post every few days or so until the new wears off. Let me know what you think.