On some occasions, I take my lunch and bring it into Charlie's kindergarten room. I sit with him and his group while they do math centers. However, I usually do this on Tuesdays so the teacher knows when she can count on me to come in and help.
Since it was Friday I was trying to ignore the gut instinct to go see him. I just had a real sense of missing my buddy. As I tried to reason with myself that I didn't want to cause any interruptions, I continued to have a nagging sense that I should go check on him.
As I slowly opened the door and peaked my head in, I noticed there was a substitute. So I tried to mutter something along the lines of, "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know that the kids had a sub today. I'm a mom. Well, and a teacher here. (Feeling really stupid at this point). And I just pop in sometimes (great, now I sound like a helicopter parent), and hang out.
She smiled and said, "okay." I think it was more of like, "Ok....this lady is kinda nutty" but I went inside anyway.
I immediately noticed that my sweet Charlie was holding a bag of ice to his head.
My not too affectionate boy climbed into my lap. I decided it was best to go into the hallway so I could get the details.
It turns out he was just bumped by a big bouncy ball. I think it may have been more of an emotional reaction than physical. My new role as a working mom has not been without struggle for my 3 boys as they struggle with a big change in our daily routine.
He begged me to take him home, but I convinced him to go back to class. However, within minutes I heard my classroom door opening.
Charlie was back.
This time it took a little snack from my cupboard, a chance to sit in Mom's teacher chair, and a little photo taking distraction.
we are fierce
It has been my best lunch break yet.
There is nothing like finding joyful moments in everyday life experiences.
May you have a moment of joy in the mundane today, too.
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