July 02, 2009

Smelling the Roses

As I type this post the rain is falling.

The rain is falling the thunder is rumbling and the lightning in striking.

Is there anything better than a good summer storm?

I love sitting here listening to the storm rage and smelling the smell of rain.

It is even better that I have nothing to do at the moment but sit here and enjoy the storm. Almost as good as smelling the roses.

Almost. :)

The second session of summer swim ended today. This session was lots of fun for me. Each year a local daycare reserves six classes and bring all of their kids. This is my third summer at the pool and it is fun to see many of the same little faces. They are growing up as fast as my own monsters.

One little boy who came back this summer was there my first summer. In fact the first six days of swim lessons I carried him on my back as he screamed and hollered and the let the world know how unhappy swim lessons made him. On the seventh day he suddenly stopped and from then on he was a happy camper. He was a little fish this year and it was kind of fun to remember that first summer. Though I wouldn't want to repeat the experience.

Another little boy has down syndrome. He is the cutest most rascally little boy. Today he kept yelling, "Hey, hey Teacher," then he would sign I love you. I smiled and signed it back. He thought that was hilarious.

A few of the little girls in my class had a huge obsession with my name. They thought "Krissi was a beaaauuutttiful name." For a whole day they said it over and over and over and said how much they loved it. Which then led to them telling me how much they loved me and one cute little girl said, "Krissi, you have a beautiful name and you are beautiful and you are very special to me."

Well shucks, what could I say to that.

You know there are just some days when you are reminded just how good your life really is.


Me, Myself and I said...

Teaching is the most rewarding job. Those kids are so cute! Your heart must be overflowing.

4kidsandcrazy said...

Yeah, rain is great unless you are standing watching it knowing you are supposed to be headed to the zoo and you have to kill at least 4 hours in Salt Lake until you can go to your brothers house. Not so fun then.