Let me tell ya....
I told David last Wednesday that I was extremely grateful I'd changed my mind about becoming a teacher. I love children (I adore my own), but I do not find it fun to be around that many children day in and day out. Bless those who do!!!
I had fun till Thursday. In fact, I think it's safe to say that most everyone was having fun till then. When Thursday rolled around, you could tell that the kids were getting restless and tired, along with the teachers. On Friday, my group of four year olds were walking around in a daze. I'm pretty sure that I heard several crew leaders state that Thursday must officially been whinny day.
Overall though, it was a fun week. I meet a lot of great new people and it was something different to get us out of the house all week. Olivia though had a rough week and they said she cried most of the time. Which is odd since she never usually does that. So, I think that was part of my frustration at the end of the week when by day four, she still had to be pried from me each morning.
Oh, and in case you didn't see on my facebook status, the only thing Olivia learned all week in VBS was "she's/he's bad" and "give it back." Nice, huh? I had to joke with my mom and say that's what I get for letting her hang with the baptist all week!
Will I do it again??? You might want to ask me next year when I'm far removed from the tiredness of this year.
It's honestly taken till today for me to feel normal again. A lot of that has to do with the fact that we've been going like crazy (still) these past few weeks. In fact, tonight is the first time Olivia has been put in bed before 9pm in the last two weeks. It's really starting to wear on the poor thing. I told David that we had to make an effort to slow down this week and get her on some type of normal routine again. I'm to the point with her that I cannot even be mad at her anymore when she acts out because I know she's tired and honestly, not getting much one on one attention with us lately. We have plans tomorrow, but I'm hoping for the rest of the week, we can have some family time.
Fathers Day, David had to work, so I headed up with Olivia to meet my dad for lunch. Olivia and I took him to our favorite hot dog place and to walk around the new sports store in our area. It felt like too short of a lunch date and I'm hoping that we'll do better about having them more often. Afterwards, we headed over to David's parents to cookout with his dad after David got off work. Of course, Olivia was in the pool within five minutes of arriving. She loves her Nana & Grandpa's pool. She plays more in the pool at their house than any other pool around. I don't know what it is about it, but she loves it. Maybe it's because only at Grandpa's pool, are you allowed to play with a sprinkler right next to a pool full of water.
I had to post this picture because I couldn't get over how big she looks in it! No wonder she's mistaken for 3 so often.
Warning....chip dip is not safe around this girl. I caught her sticking her hands in it and eating handfuls at a time.