My class

I forgot to talk about this in my last post, so you get it today! Yea you!

Last year, when I would miss school for a meeting, or for being sick, my kids would sometimes tell me that they missed me, but it really was not big deal to them.
THIS year, I was practically tackled in the hall 19 different times by my sweet children who just wanted to tell me that they missed me. It was so funny, because all day long, I would get random hugs from my kiddos and they would ask me if I was ever going to leave them for that long again. Generally speaking, I do have a very affectionate class. They love giving and receiving hugs, but yesterday, they were giving me 3 days worth all in one day! I always love my classes, but this year, I can honestly say that they are a perfect class!

This group works well together, and has a deep bond. Yesterday, while some of my kids were working in the writing center, I overheard a conversation that was so "adult" for 6 year olds. They were discussing next year, and one bright little child told the others that I might not be their teacher. That's when all the whispering began on how to make me be their teacher next year. Funny, how their little conversation has me already thinking towards next year, and how super hard it will be to say goodbye at the end of the year to this special little group.