The time of year where you wonder to yourself whether you really,really taught routine. Whether they forgot what the words line up, sit down, be quiet mean. They seem to be as wild as the weather is hot on some days. And yet they make up for it with so many hugs and kisses that I have to threaten a sad face for it to stop. To the untrained eyes they appear to be unruly but I see an excitement about school that didn't exist before. I see 20 little relationships that I've cultivated. I even have an honorary student who will only come to my class though he is in kg1,lol.
I still don't count down work days, don't dread the coming of Sunday, or start the week off wondering why the weekend went so fast. I will enjoy the break to come by doing absolutely nothing. The countdown has begun and I'm already starting to miss those little boogers.