I think I'll write something here.....

I forget sometimes that I have a blog. Oops. Well, since I haven't written since April, I guess I have some catching up to do. So here's the Cliff's notes version of the past few months....
~I fell down a few times.
~The kids broke some things.
~I was hot when the airconditioner broke.
~Air conditioner is 2 words, but I combined them.
~I did things with my friends...lovingly refered to as "The Skanks".
~The kids broke more things.
~Piper developed an attitude.
~Justin started High School.
~Grace danced some more.
~I fell out the dance coach's front door....on my ass and nobody saw me. I felt jipped. Wasted a perfectly good tumble and noone to laugh at me as I pissed myself.

And that brings us to here and now. The new school year has started and I'm stressed to the point of fever blisters. I sometimes wonder why I do it, but I see those cute little faces when I walk in my classroom and I remember. I do it for the snot on my pant leg at the end of the day....that proves I've been someone's comfort item during a moment of missing home. I do it for the paint in the form of a handprint on my new shirt....that proves I've been hugged. I do it for the scream of "Mrs. Amy" down the aisle when a child from my room recognizes me in the store...that proves that I don't live at school. I do it for the brightly colored crayon drawings of me as a skinny stick figure holding the hand of a child that decorate my fridge...that prove that they love me and trust me. Yeah, I remember why I do it.

Now, if I can just remember why I put the remote control in my purse I'll be doing something.