I imagine this is how people with jobs feel.
I taught my Birthday Calendar class twice today. It took over 3 hours each time, so that's practicly a full day's work. It went really well. I had fun students in both sessions. The night girls all got a little silly, which of course I love. In both I had people who have taken from me before so that helps. (Helps with my nervousness, I get nervous, I'm sure you would never had guessed)
I'm feeling much better health wise too. I'm still getting tired easily, but I don't have any congestion left. The boys have some still but they are such troupers when they are sick, they still play and run around and smile. Not their mommy, I'm a big wimp when I'm sick.
I don't have anything to show you today so I'm going to tell a funny Stephen story instead:
Stephen is two if you don't know, about two and a half actually. So he has a few tiny chores. (because I'm a big fan of forced labor) One of them is feeding the cats. I help of course. So I get down the huge tub of cat food and hand it to him. Because it's almost full we have this conversation:
S: Dis bowls heavy mommy
M: I know, can you carry it?
M: Cuz you gots mad skillz? (because I want him to appreciate all cultures... nah, because I'm a nut!)
S: No mommy, I gots happy skillz.
Now how can a girl stay down with that kind of interjection in to normal daily chores.
Ok, everyone! I'll make something out of paper and put it on here tomorrow.