I Love...

I love teaching. I especially enjoy building the foundations of life long reading in my students. As the end of the year approaches some teachers sit the kids down in front of a DVD so that deadlines for paper filing and bulletin board clearing can be met. I bring 2 large bins of my favourite children's stories out of hiding. Books that have not made it onto my many classroom bookshelves. The bins contain old favourites and newer series books, comics and magazines, novels, short stories and jokes. The kids huddle around those 'new ' books and read and read and read...a couple of hours a day for 3 or 4 days. I get my crap under control. The kids think they have hit the jackpot. DVDs can wait until rainy July days when boredom sets in. My students all seem to have DVD players but far too many of them don't have a collection of well loved books.

And today? I also love that summer break is 4 school days away.

I am accepting suggestions for my own summer reading. Do you have an adoption or Vietnam read that I must not miss? I have 8 cottage lounge chair days to fill up the week after next.

Every Dog Needs His Boy

Boomer is waiting for wee B to join the family. A goalie to join the game of life. Someone to chase after and run from depending on his mood. An evening wrestling partner whose stuffing won't fall out. A consistent source of treats that don't contain organic vegies or all natural lamb and rice. Cuddler, ball kicker, hole digger and mud pie maker.

Right now Boomer has to make the mud pies all by himself.

It's so depressing!

I'll be counting by the month, thank you very much!

Sitting here, tired of June and the end of the year rush, I just realized it is June 15th. DTV exactly 7 months ago. Exactly 1 year and 1 week since meeting with my social worker for the first time. Many bloggers out there wishing for news, waiting by the phone and wondering exactly what is happening when 'they' say your file is in process have a day count on their blog. I can't go there. 7 is such a nice small number. The kids in my class would say it lives in the ones house. I'd love a referral before my wait time has to move to the tens house please. Or at least confirmation that my file no longer languishes on a desk at the DIA.