meredith's garden

i wore a hat to work today. my kids didn't dig on it too much. they all want me to get a wig. we'll see how that goes. here was the best part of my day. sitting at the guided reading table working with 3 of my kids, one of my girls tells me i have a hair in my ear. so i try to wipe it away. here's how it went:

me: did i get it?
her: no.
me: now?
her: no.
me: how bout now?
her: not yet.
me: is it *still* there?
her: let me get it for you.

and that's when i just had to laugh and hug her. cuz my kids- yes my students- are picking hair out of my ears. that's what i have come to... and then one of the boys climbed across the table to clear out my other ear. so i must be doing something right, right?

here's a question i have... people keep telling me how brave i am. what exactly is the other option? i've never heard of or seen anyone do anything but what i'm doing. you keep on keeping on... but please don't think that i'm not a little bit terrified at all times... that i'm not looking at my girls and wondering if they'll remember me... but that's only a little bit. just please don't put me on too high of a pedestal with all this bravery stuff, because i promise you- i cry, and i worry, and don't feel too brave a lot of the time.

but, i had a good day- and i gave both my girls a bath. and izzy tinkled in the water and then tried to drink it, and then she learned how to scoop water and pour it on her head, so life goes on, and i get to forget i'm sick for awhile, and it's wonderful :) and tomorrow's another day...