tired.

Oh. my. word.  I'm tired.  Anybody else?

And we still have 42 more days ... 42 ... that's a lot more days!  Today was out last breakfast review ... and I love those kiddos that roll out of bed and come eat doughnuts with me on test mornings.   I told them this morning that we're going to have to have a doughnut date once a month next year when they are gone. :-)

We had our last big test today.

We have one more new thing to cover and then two weeks of review, an end of course exam, and way too many more days left til the end of school.

We're getting there.  Slowly but surely.  They're tired.  And I'm tired.  Tired of the song and dance.  Tired of trying to get them to want to learn.  Tired of grading papers.  Tired.

That's what makes this even more important for me to remember ... it would be easy to say, "I'm done.  You're on your own" and to quit trying, quit caring, quit.  But today, I laughed with a class that has just about made the lose my mind today.  And you know what, I remembered what I liked about them.  I kept bringing donuts (even though it meant an extra early morning for me!), I kept putting stickers on papers and kept celebrating successes.  I found something nice to say to the girl who had pushed every button.  I went to the meeting.  I listened to a friend.  I dug down deep when there wasn't anything else left.

“Do not think that love in order to be genuine has to be extraordinary. What we need is to love without getting tired. Be faithful in small things because it is in them that your strength lies.”  - Mother Teresa