Last Day of School

Another school year is over for me. Well, at least it was my last day with students on Friday. I cannot believe that it has been 10 years since I began teaching. The years seem to have flown by. I always thought I would remember more events from each year of teaching, but it is now all blending into one big memory. I can think back to my first few years of teaching in Minneapolis. It was easier, in some ways, than it is now. I do not remember having to plan as much, and really don't remember teaching a whole lot of content to the students. I suppose it was because I had teacher manuals that scripted exactly what I needed to teach. I spent more time dealing with unruly students. Now, I am spending more and more time planning and grading, but less time dealing with students. Don't get me wrong, my students now are not angels, but they definitely are better behaved than the first few groups I had. This year seemed to have flown by faster than any other year. I suppose having our house on the market for most of the year, and having to drop everything for showings, made it go by fast.

Jake is more than ready to be at home for the summer. Over the past two weeks, it has become harder to get out of the door on time. Jake would much rather play at home than go to daycare. It hasn't made it easier that we have been trying to give him allergy medicine before we leave either. I had to ask Joe to give Jake the medicine a few days, so I don't appear to be the "bad guy". Just a few more days, Jake, and it will be just Kirby, you, and me at home everyday!

Funny Jake story from yesterday. After the last day of school, Jake and I went to a former colleague's house right by my school. There were are few other teachers sitting on the patio having a few drinks and some snacks. Jake was being an excellent sport and entertained himself. He had grabbed a few toys from the diaper bag and from inside my friend's house. He was making his toys "swim" in the beer tub. He was having so much fun, so I did not think anything of it. A few moments later, I see Jake's feet off the ground and head in the beer tub. He was head-first in the beer tub! He had leaned over a bit too far to catch his toy dragon. I ran over to get him and got him dried off with a towel. I thought for sure he would start crying, but my tough guy just wiped his eyes and continued on playing. He gave my friends and me a good laugh at the end of a stressful week/day.