It's almost here!

I worked this week until Thursday.
As a matter of fact,
I think we were the only district in the Magic Valley that went to school on Thursday.

Just thinking about spending the week before Christmas
with 18 seven year olds was over whelming.

I thought about what I used to do with my own kids.

We had a Santa day.

They had written to Santa,

and he wrote back.

I had a parent tell me that their daughter was so excited about the letter

that you would have thought 'that Jesus had come to our house that day.'

They were good letters.

Turns out Santa knew something personal about every student.

We did 2 days of Reindeer writing and activities.

Concluding with reindeer cookies.

Okay, so these didn't really work out,
but they were good.

We went across the icy parking lot and street
to a Senior living center and sang for them.

I saw some big smiles from some grandpas and grandmas.

We did a readers theater.

It was a little rough,

but they kinda liked it.

Charlie the Veteran, who lives across the street,

gave every student in our school an ornament.

My class gave him a group hug.

He cried and said, "I'm old, but I have never experienced any thing like that before."

It may of been painful.

And Santa came.

 But most important;
My kids were good.
I felt blessed to have spent a week with them.

I thought it would be a horrible week,
but I was wrong.


Merry Chritsmas!