Day 22: excuse me

 

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I am writing for the Two Writing Teachers March Writing Challenge

I think all parents hope their little ones are kind and polite.  With that in mind, we have been teaching McK the magic words please and thank you.  She does very well and even tosses in a you’re welcome every once in a while.  Last week she said, I’m sorry to her shoes because she put them on the wrong feet.  As a parent and a teacher, I couldn’t be prouder.

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Day 22: excuse me

 

slice-of-life


I am writing for the Two Writing Teachers March Writing Challenge

I think all parents hope their little ones are kind and polite.  With that in mind, we have been teaching McK the magic words please and thank you.  She does very well and even tosses in a you’re welcome every once in a while.  Last week she said, I’m sorry to her shoes because she put them on the wrong feet.  As a parent and a teacher, I couldn’t be prouder.

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Day 21: surprises

 

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I am writing for the Two Writing Teachers March Writing Challenge

 

There are those surprises that you don’t want to hear about.  You have a flat tire.  Your kid’s school is calling because she has a fever.  You cannot find your keys on a day when you are already running late. Murphy’s law always seems to catch up to you making a sticky situation even stickier.

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Day 20: Monday morning pep talk

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It rained last night.  Not the gentle soothe you to sleep kind of rain.  But the type of rain that tosses a floodie into a panic.  Streets were watched to be sure the water was draining down the sewer.  The radar was checked to see if the worst of it had passed.  We briefly chatted about how we really should have installed the new sump pump last week.  Fingers are crossed that there is no lake under the new house this morning.

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Day 18:  sleep

I am writing for the Two Writing Teacher March Writing Challenge

It is late. 

My eyelids are heavy but they won’t rest. 

My body is weary but my brain will not shut down. 

Tomorrow is busy but that does not motivate the sleep that doesn’t want to come.  

I think too much.  

Shutting down my brain has never been easy. 

Every noise is a distraction. 

Every sliver of light is blinding.

From the comfort of my bed, I say a silent prayer for sleep to come.

Finally, it overtakes me and I drift off to quiet peace. 

Day 17: St. Pat’s Party for 2

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We battled over her skirt this morning.  Who knew that an-almost-two-year-old could have such strong opinions about a skirt?  I chose the wrong one.  Her choice was much too short.  How is a too short skirt even an issue already?

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Day 16: snow

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I am writing for the Two Writing Teachers March Writing Challenge

It snowed the other day.  And although it is March, this is Chicago so it isn’t that unusual.  Snow happens and the world moves on.  I have always loved the snow, especially if I do not have to go anywhere.  Somehow the neighborhood seems quieter and warmer as if it is insulated.

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