This school year for Isabelle has been a great experience. I was so nervous at the start of the year. I have been her teacher for four years officially, and just a regular mom to her for the five years before that. There is always a lot of pressure for moms when we know our fruit is going to be judged. We prayed and prayed for a great teacher. I couldn't help feeling like I was becoming the outsider. After being mom and teacher for so long, I wasn't sure how we would all work together. Then we met Ms. Jasina. Oh how I love her. In fact, if I had a mug for everything I loved as much as her, my mug would say I heart Ms. Jasina. Isabelle comes home regularly saying, "Ms. Jasina totally gets me!" Our prayers were more than answered. I am only sad Isabelle can't have her again next year. I am sure I will be even more neurotic this August when I turn over the next two kiddos. I realize all this sounds a little crazy, but I have put a lot into these guys. It is in my best interest to help them turn out well.
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From one mom to mom and one friend to another friend - You are GREAT at both! It shows through your adorables!
Wait, I don't understand: did your daughter get put in the produce section? What is this delectible fruit (vegetable?) called Jasina? Is it a relative to Jicama? Do the other shoppers also judge and squeeze your little fruit throughout the day? That's just weird.
Still not sure about this blog.
Listen here Mister. Sigh. I can't think of anything. I might throw up. Your sister made me run. ::hurl::
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