Today is one of those days that pushes me closer to the realization that I need to be a SAHSM. For those of you not in the know, that would be a
Stay-
At-
Home-
Step
Mom. I came to my office for about two hours this morning and then I left for three hours to go to the elementary school and spend an hour helping my smallest boy human's K-1 class with their language arts work. I also stayed to have lunch with him and it's a 30 minute drive each way so that's why I was out for three hours. Then I came back to the office for about two hours and then left again to go
back to the elementary school for teacher conference with my smallest girl human's 3rd grade teacher. Then it was back to the office where I still am now. My big human better start bringing in the cash cause the girls are already asking me why I am not volunteering in their classrooms too. I need more hours in my day/week.
So while I was helping with language arts work, I had one of those moments where I second guess my intelligence because I have the distinct understanding that what is about to come out of my mouth will affect a small human in front of me. I was asked to proofread two sentences that this small girl had written in her composition book. She intended to write the word "parrot". And for a brief moment when she looked up at me with her sweet small face and said "how do you spell parrot?", my only thought was "oh crap, how
do you spell parrot?". I pulled it together though and said with confidence, p-a-r-r-o-t, although inside I was having an arguement with myself as to whether that was correct. And when she stood up and marched over to her teacher after she was done to have her sign off on the paper, I watched intently hoping that I wouldn't hear "Take it back to Mrs. T********* so that she can help you spell parrot."
Oh and yes, they call me Mrs. T*********. It's very cute. And yes there are that many letters in my last name. It's a bit of a spelling beast.