The Last Week of School

 This is the last week of school.  And if I am truly honest, this is the WORST year I have ever had.  I suppose it's no surprise, given that I missed three months of crucial expectation-setting time at the beginning of the school year with some of the worst behavior problems I've ever had.  Given that I lost a long-time team member to stupid Seaman.  Given that I have two high-maintenance kiddos that make work from home impossible.  Given that I have had several parents down my throat about my expectations.  Given that one of our kids was brutally injured in a car accident.  Given that my very best friend at work announced that she is leaving me.

But this year has also been full of blessings.  I had a beautiful daughter.  I got to miss out on three months with these yahoos.  (And when I say these yahoos, I really mean only a handful of kids.  Most of them are great, and several of them are exceptionally great.)  I got a new team member.  My children are in wonderful, exciting stages in their lives.  I have many parents who are behind what I do with their children and tell me so.  A network of support for our injured student has risen up from the school and local community.  And my best friend is going on to do something else that she really wants to do in my building, so I will still see her occasionally.

But boy, am I ready for summer vaycay!!!!