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Coco-In-Charge

Beauty in the day: making plans for Spring Break to be the “Coco-In-Charge” while the Littles’ mom and dad go away. Besides the fact that it’s always sweet to be with the grandkids, mine have been racking up points lately. My daughter’s birthday is just a few days after mine, and Jaffrey said, “Oh Mommy! It’s your birthday? Are you going to invite Coco to come?” 🙂 This was in addition to her exclamation upon seeing the colorfully wrapped gifts I had sent: “Oh, Mama! Coco LOVES you!” Everett was caught a few days later talking on his mommy’s phone to a poor, unsuspecting man. Not realizing it was “live” and not “memorex”, Bree asked who he was talking to when she found him, cuddled on the couch with his blanket and her phone. He sighed a long contented sigh and replied, “Oh, I’m just talking to my Coco.”
It will be a good visit.

A Hug and a Serenade

Beauty in the day: Aaaaand Spring Break is but a memory. We got a new student today, a boy from across the sea. I brought him into the Café for morning line-up, and led him over to where his new classmates were. “Here is the spot that your class lines up, and here are some of your new classmates.” One such enthusiastic new classmate was all over the Welcome Wagon. “Oh, hi!” she gushed happily. “I’m the huggie-type, so if you need a hug, you can come and see me.” I stepped in and allowed her to give me a quick squeeze, thus giving new deer-in-the-headlights-boy a chance to gracefully sidestep the invitation.
After school got underway, I had an unexpected visit from a 1st grade young man, who was sent down by his teacher. “My teacher says that you will want to hear this,” he said importantly. He held what looked to be a note in his hand, and I reached for it, but he held it aloft. It was evident that he wanted to read it himself. I sat back in an obligatory way, ready for his recital. I was about to be treated, as it turned out to be a poem – wait, no, a SONG, and he recited – wait no, SANG it to me (insert Office Manager and Assistant with adoring faces directed at 1st grader). When I went to make a copy of his artistry, he called into the Workroom, “But hurry up, because my teacher likes me to get back to class.”
It’s Monday, people. We have more beauties to face.

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