Thursday, June 24, 2010

Shake your sillies out

Oh my goodness.

Exhaustion is an understatement.

I'm so tired, I truly do not remember my own name.

And I can't seem to get the Ants Go Marching, Old McDonald, or She'll Be Comin' Around the Mountain out of my head.

I love my little 5 and 6 year old Bumblebees (the name of our camp group), but they use up every ounce of my God-given daily energy. And even though I am exhausted at the end of the day, I somehow still manage to struggle with restless sleep due to my horrific dreams about about never-ending boo-boo's, whiny fights over who gets to be the line leader, and monotonous games of Simon Says and Mother May I.

My Bumblebees need my constant attention at all times of the day. I mean, constant attention - and I deal with crying and complaining at least 85% of the day: "I need a band-aid. Can you open my milk? I don't want to go hiking today. I hate camp. I'm hot. I have to go to the bathroom. Sophia said she isn't my friend." (You get the point). These little boogers take up so much of my energy and attention, that when I come home, I have none left for poor Mr. Ruby. :(

But I really am loving my job. And I know it's still the first week of camp, but I think my previous thoughts of not wanting to teach kindergartners is being confirmed. I love them. I really do. But, I'm just not sure that I could handle teaching kindergartners when the time comes for me to begin teaching. Maybe...but I just don't know. I've always wanted first through third graders, but we'll just have to see what opportunities are given to me.

Any-hoo. As I type with my eyelids drooping, I have to go do laundry and write a paper.

Hope everyone is having a fantastic week!!!


Mandy said...

I absolutely loved my five year olds at camp, but school was a whole other story. I taught fourth graders and LOVED how independent they were. I loved playing with the little ones but not teaching them, haha

Anonymous said...

I don't know how you do it! You're a saint!