Friday?
Ugh. What a day! The day has come that I dislike small children. It's partly my fault for being so cranky today, but mostly their fault for being such pains today. I dont think a single one of them woke up this morning remembering how to listen. It also doesn't help that there are so many of them. Furthermore- they decided to give us a 'planning time' right at the start of lunch and send in subs. Ok, right, so these subs have to try and feed all these children that they don't know and put them to bed for their nap. They're all going crazy and half of them will freak out because of all the new people, and you expect these subs to successfully complete this task? Well... it didn't work. We came back to even more chaos then we left. It's also a bad day because the kid who cries for milk at least 3 times a day, his mom brought him a yellow sippy cup instead of a blue one today and so he just throws it on the floor and cries some more. That means that he has had no milk to drink so far today and when he wakes up from his nap, he will cry even harder. Yippee!
When will it end? Oh yeah... in 3 hours. 3 long hours. and then I pick up husband!! I fear that my mood is in no shape to pick up husband tonight. Pray it will somehow get better!
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Our minister once told us that when you're on your way home from work, both spouses should make a habit of praying that God would help them leave work behind, and that they truly would be walking away from it, and then to be consciously entering a new situation, that way you're never taking out work stress on your family, because you left it where it belonged and God helped you do that. It really works for us, because we're able to focus on what we love that's waiting for us, rather than what we hate that's behind us. I hope Tony felt welcomed back into his wonderful home, and that today he's happy for nothing more than to wake up next to YOU, his beloved.
On another note: I'm sorry that work was so hard yesterday!! I guess working with kids really is good birth-control, eh? oh, and the kid with the blue sippy cup? just lock him in the closet until he's grateful.
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