What? You ask.
This day.
I guess deep down I have been dreading this day for quite some time.
We had our Thanksgiving Feast today.
It entails, in a few words, the purpose for my job.
- Put on a program for the parents.
- Include singing and dancing.
- Make it entertaining and organized.
- Use only 3, 4, and 5-year olds.
- 85 of them, to be exact.
- Synchronized.
Ultimately, I feel like the piper leading the lemmings out to sea.
The kids do whatever they are gonna do. Some sing. Some roam. The parents love it because it is their 'baby.' And I get to keep my job. Crisis averted.
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The REAL thing that has been weighing on me is my mom's surgery. She had a cyst removed from her hand/wrist today. It was day surgery and proved not to be a very big deal.
But I worry.
So that is over. We can all breathe a sigh of relief because it looked as though it was a harmless cyst.
Thank you Jesus!
3 comments:
I'm glad you survived the world of preschool programs.....
.....and your momma bear is alright.
I'm glad to hear that your mom's doing fine. I believe that a perk to putting on a performance with kids at a preschool is that they can do no wrong in their parents' eyes. No matter how bad it turned out, every parent in the room would be beaming with pride. Fun fun!
Well, I'm glad the day is finally over for you, you get to keep your job, and most importantly, your mom's okay!
Deep breath...
...and let it out. ;)
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