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Let’s Jet

Beauty in the day: I mean, it’s Christmas, right? The day has been spent with laughter and gifts and amazing food. The kids are happy and full of joy.
We were enjoying another round of giving and loving and sharing, when three-year-old Everett came into the room, his arms laden with die-cast jets, gifts he had received earlier in the day. He walked around the room, handing each occupant one of his precious jets, saying “This is for you!” as he handed them his treasure.
Best. Gift. Ever.

It’s Complimentary

Beauty in the day: we have rehearsals for the kid’s Christmas Program on Sunday afternoons. After practice, the director likes to engage us in “highlights”, which consists of people sharing compliments about one another’s work for that day. Naturally, it’s everyone’s favorite part. Today, one young boy was picked up early by his dad, because of a previous engagement. We all continued with our rehearsal until it was time to be done. At “highlights” time, the director shared that the boy had pulled her aside to share his compliment about another boy before he left. And it made that other boy’s day.
I love that giving a compliment was such a joyful priority. He didn’t even get to stick around to hear if anyone complimented him. 💗

Aussie Anxiety

Beauty in the day: the imminent 2 week break is bringing out anxiety in more than one inhabitant of Ardmore Elementary. Take Little Aussie, for instance. He stood fidgeting in front of my desk, and I inquired (as per custom), “Can I help you?”
“Well, you see, I am wondering about the library books during the Winter Christmas break. When will I return those, please?”

“Oh! Good news! You won’t need to return them until you come back in January!”

Apparently this was not such good news, as I discovered when Little Aussie let me in on his thoughts. “Well, suppose that the books get lost over the break?”

“Oh! No worries! Just tell your mom to help you find a great safe place to keep the books when you’re not reading them!”

He had another concern. “Well, you see, we will have out-of-town guests at our house, so…I worry about that, then.”

“Oh! No worries! Just tell your mom when you get home, and she can help you find a perfect safe-spot for your books!”

“Yes. Well, you see, our guests will have pets.”

“That’s GREAT!”

“Actually, I’m not really very happy about that. Perhaps one of the pets will put a tear in the book, or perhaps they might nibble on the cover, or scratch it, you see.”

This called for a different tack.
” No worries, Friend. I will send your mom an email and ask her to help you find a great safe place to keep your awesome library books. Good plan?”

The plan was an acceptable one, and he left with confidence. I sent the email immediately. Mom’s response added another dimension: they will be out of town part of the time, and the little guy imagined squatters on their premises while they travel. His only understood responsibility was the library books.