I’ve missed my deadline…nuts. Oh well, I’ve been hard at work this weekend getting in a little bit of everything, so I guess I don’t feel too terrible. But, since I’m the last one awake in the house at the moment, I’ll make this quick:
474. It has been amazing to have a light load the last week and a half or so. I was able to take a much needed step back from class, focus on a few other pressing things in my career life (grading papers, anyone?) and return to my evaluation renewed and refreshed. In fact, as I have spent the last few days rewriting my introduction section and working on my results section, I have felt a sort of cohesion that had een missing from the start. I mean, I guess that is to be expected when writing a plan one step at a time–but the fact that I was able to work it all out in my head and rewrite accordingly was very nice. Yay for school
Baby. For some reason, just two days after explaining to our pediatrician that our baby goes to bed at 7 ish every night–falls asleep right away until 11, eats, falls right back asleep and is out for the night, he has decided that he doesn’t like going to bed–not one bit. This translates into screaming bloody murder for a good hour or so. The only good thing is that once he’s asleep–he’s down for the count. He’s getting better, for sure, so hopefully this is just a phase (brought on no doubt by the recent round of vaccines that has been pumped into his body–I’m caught between not trusting the vaccine vendors and not wanting our son to get meningitis–it’s a tough spot to be in).
Baby 2. Also, very excited that Ryoko and I splurged this weekend buying books galore for our son! Ryoko was able to find some wonderful selections at the local Sanseido bookstore. I trolled Amazon because, even though Better World is such a better, more socially conscious place to shop, we can’t pass up the “32% off” on every book we buy–even moreso when we are buying a bundle of books.
Collaboration. I am working with another teacher this year, and I love it. I mean I have planned here and there before, and have shared ideas with other teachers before, but this year, my colleague and I are actually sitting down and planning lessons and days and weeks and months together. For the first time in five years, I feel like I am actually teaching the way teaching should be. I love it.
Ok, the clock reads 1234, so I’m going to 5 my way into bed. Night.
