Beauty in the day: it was another clinic visit for cutie-patootie, who has had a running tab in “I don’t feel good” days. The nurse thought to distract her with an offer of a few pretzels, which she accepted gratefully. As the nurse set about the (apparently) arduous task of laying out a pretzel snack, Little Miss asked her, “I’m not making you work too hard, am I?”
Now, I heard all of you “Awwww” collectively, but a short while later, I offered to give her mom a call, and as I (apparently) arduously dialed the number, she thanked me and asked sweetly, “I’m not making you work too hard, am I?”
We knew we’d been had.
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. 💗
Beauty in the day: God usually shows up in my car. On the way to work. He reminds me of stuff – blessings, mostly. A lot of the time, those blessings are attached to some hard trials. There’s gold to be had, folks. If I cry on the way to work, that’s usually because I found the gold.
Beauty in the day: this was the funny text that greeted me late this afternoon from Little Bird. Did I mention that there was a Delorean in front of the house when I got home?
Beauty in the day: sooooooo…..there are always many facets to Summer School – in the end, much like regular school, with different problems to solve; different conundrums to face; different victories to celebrate. Sometimes success looks a little bit like a million phone calls made and answered. Sometimes a girl with “boing-boing curls” gives the afternoon clinic a second try – and gets the same treatment. Sometimes 101 little problems get solved one by one, and sometimes a big ol’ problem can get solved all at once. Sometimes it takes elbow grease, sometimes a helpful bit of intel, and sometimes it takes nose plugs and a custodian. All of these (and more) are components to a successful day in the world of Summer School. Or regular school. This is how we do it. 😊