Happy New Year!

Internal turmoil

Resolution hangovers

New Year’s nausea

 Mrs. V

Merry Christmas One and All

Wishing you and yours all the best this Christmas.

Please enjoy this video. It’s one of my favorite Christmas songs, because it makes me smile and think of my little preschoolers.

Merry Christmas!
Love,
Mrs. V

The opening picture is lovely, isn’t it?  Ha-ha!

Snowglobe of Life

Or maybe I should have titled my post “Snowstorm of Life.” I guess either one would have worked.

Little bits and pieces of my everyday life swirl around me, giving me just enough time to notice them before more snippets sweep up around me. The trick is remembering those little snippets, bits and pieces so I can write about them. Somehow I haven’t mastered that yet this school year.

I dream of having a few calm moments to collect my thoughts, without the earthquakes and snowstorms to throw me off balance.  I should know better.  I’m a wife, a mom,  a preschool teacher, and a perpetually disorganized person.  Off balance is my everyday normal life.

Christmastime at preschool is a blast, but it also borders on insanity.  We’re making gifts for parents (hand print magnets…very cute) and decorating the bags to wrap those gifts in (tissue paper on white lunch sacks).  We’ve been decorating our classroom, having a sing-a-long, and learning how to dress to play outside in our wintry playground.  We’ll be rolling, cutting and decorating sugar cookies, having our own Santa’s workshop, and our annual holiday party, complete with Reindeer Games.   Glitter, sprinkles, jingle bells, and cinnamon are ever present in my classroom.  The children love it, and display their holiday spirit with vim and vigor. 

One little snippet to share:  My little Bumble (who has made some great strides over the past couple of months) had just come to school and was going to put on his shoes after putting his outside clothes in his cubby, but stopped suddenly and exclaimed “Hey, how’d that glitter get in my shoes?” Hmm… I don’t think it could have possibly been any of the two tons of glitter he put on a Christmas tree project that had been in his backpack with his shoes, do you? I just told him that I find glitter in my shoes too. Which is true. I find it in my shoes, my pockets, my hair, my eyebrows.   There must be a bit of glitter flying around in my snowglobe.

I love Christmas.

Mrs. V