Can one be hopeful and slightly depressed at the same time? I came home yesterday to snow still piled up in the corners of my dreary looking flower beds. I know that we will eventually be complaining about heat and drought, but I am SO ready to photograph flowers. This photo was taken last year on March 3! Perhaps God is teaching us more about patience and gratitude. Certainly a lesson we all need.
I started report card testing with my students yesterday. I am so very proud of their progress, but also disheartened by the fact that some simply are NOT ready to advance to first grade. I always feel like there is some process or procedure we should have begun earlier with these children. Perhaps we should test them for “readiness” before they enter kindergarten. Then that just means more testing, testing….catch 22.
I overheard a woman yesterday say that she has eleven children. A dozen was once my goal (when I was a crazy teen) and I have personally known several people from families of 10+. One former co-worker was number eleven of fourteen. So while I know it is possible, and big families make some folks happy, I just can’t figure out how anyone supports eleven children these days.
Well, it’s Friday. Mixed feelings about that too. Haven’t accomplished all that I’d hoped this week, but excited about a weekend of reading and relaxing.