Productive

It's funny how productive I can be when there's something in particular I don't want to do.  I don't try to avoid work or escape into movies/video games....I try to do other odd jobs so that I feel less guilty about not doing what I know I need to do. So far, I've spent the morning playing with/babysitting Shane, vacuuming, laundering clothes, and trying to pick up in general.

What am I trying to hide from? Long, long, long overdue thank you notes. I found them never sent a little while back, but putting pen to paper makes me feel like a boot heel. I need to do them; I'm going to do them, but I'm procrastinating. The world knows it; I know it. I can't hide behind semi-colons that I don't even know if I'm using correctly. I'll start working on it for real after Shane takes a nap and I move the laundry. I already confessed to one of the people and I'll feel (rightly) worse if I don't follow through.

School is finally winding down. I turned in my VGLA binders Tuesday to be shipped off Wednesday, received an email confirming VGLA scoring duties, arranged subs and made plans, received another email telling me to cancel the job on a sub I'd just talked to, and then a girl spent my class hurling in the bathroom. Honestly, it was a fairly typical week with the exception that I tried to teach my math class Yahtzee on Friday! We've been working on probability and doing problems involving dice ever since the SOLs finished AKA 'Yahtzee training.' Half of my kids were out due to the band field trip, otherwise it wouldn't have worked with all of the questions and blank stares I got about the rules.

Shane is 'grabbing with intent and accuracy' nowadays. He's been reaching out for a while now, but he's definitely better about getting what he's reaching out for. The little man has also become a pro about rolling from his back to his belly. He just gets stuck there. My son seems to have forgotten how to roll from his front to his back like he used to do around the two month mark. Use it or lose it, I suppose. Shane had me cracking up this morning when he rolled over onto his belly and then the momentum kept him going right back to his back. His eyes bugged and his jaw dropped in astonishment. My son rocks and rolls.