Friday, January 6, 2012

6:366 - School days

Z goes to a great school and is part of an amazing Montessori program.  But, because it is out of our district, it means I drive her to school every morning.  And pick up every night.  Both drop off and pick up consist of jockeying for parking spots, a mad rush of parents and a crazy group of students filling the hallways.  No matter whether you are coming or going, you feel like a salmon swimming upstream.  

A few Fridays a month, I volunteer in her class to help with spelling tests.  I LOVE it.  And, I think Z does too.  When I left today, I couldn't believe how calm and quiet the halls that had been sheer chaos moments earlier had become....


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