My goal between now and the wedding is to keep you posted at least twice a week on something fun with wedding planning, or with something unrelated because writing is cathartic. (It's less cathartic when it's done on a bedside note-pad at 3 AM, but we'll just leave that alone.)
While I've been wedding planning like a crazy person, and deciding on details I really didn't think needed to be discussed, I've also had basic life going on, and I thought I'd fill you in.
- School ended, and I cried. My sweet class pulled together a basket of items off our registry, I proceeded to cry, and they group-hugged me and knocked me down. But it was adorable. Kyle Skyped our class, and they each introduced themselves, and they were the cutest little things you've ever seen. I was so proud of them, and I simply love the age I teach because they're really coming into their own. Most people don't want to teach 5th and 6th grade, but I couldn't love them more.
- With every new school year comes sleepless nights and dreams of classroom decor, and that has TRIPLED with a new town, school, and assignment. When my interviewers heard my profession of excitement about 5th and 6th graders, all consideration of me teaching 4th grade went out the window, and I found myself in a whirlwind of Middle School interviews over the course of two days. MIDDLE SCHOOL. In my world, 6th grade has remained elementary, but I'll find myself in a Middle School Language Arts classroom come August. EEK!
- Middle School gives me anxiety: can I theme my classroom? Do I take a lunch count? Does anyone go to recess? HELP. I think I know a few of these answers, but the answer about a themed classroom better be yes. I can't resist a cute bulletin board and the world centered around it.
- I'm going to check out my new classroom this week when I head Kyle's direction to get our marriage license, and I'm hoping then I can start theming and scheming to put my mind at ease a tad :)
- This has really become more about school than I anticipated, so I'm going to leave you with a cute smiling toddler, and I'll fill you in on bachelorette parties and birthday shenanigans another day. I watched Mr. Tommy the week after school got out, and there's no decision in the world that can't be lightened by the giggle of an ornery toddler. Here's the proof: