Yesterday when we said the pledge of allegiance, I considered these kids, safely going about their day on a sunny September. I considered the peaceful mundane-ness of it all.
I don't take it for granted, not on September 11.
After math and morning recess, I sat them down and told them about September 11. None of them knew anything about it. I showed them some pictures and told them a very edited version of events. I didn't tell them how many people died. I told them about the heroes that ran to help. I didn't tell them that many many of those heroes lost their lives. I told them about the feeling of sadness, but also of patriotism and unity.
I told them even though we have a lot of different people in our country, we are in the same country and we can be kind to each other.
It's small, but I couldn't let the day pass without at least talking about it and remembering.
After school, Mark and I were going to go to Costco. He came to my classroom and I sat him down at my desk. I handed him a paper and a pen and told him to make a list and a menu. I'm used to being bossy in that room, I'm also used to being a little bossy anytime with my kids so it works either way.
We were just about to leave for Costco and I realized that I didn't in fact have my wallet. I had failed to put it back in my school bag after the weekend in my purse.
So that changed everything.
We went home and I got my wallet and I told Mark he might as well stay for dinner. We went to Costco and bought a lot even though they didn't have the good gluten free bread or the good gluten free pizza. Rats.
After dinner, I put Mark to work on building my dresser. He and Adam got it done.
Having my kids attend college 30 minutes away is the best way to do it. A few hours away? Zero stars. Do not recommend.
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We are doing the few hours away plan, and I feel a bit empty every time I look in Ruben's room.
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