Westside Story and children.

Nathan and Lala leave this morning. It was good having them. I woke up today and made tea while they listened to the Westside Story soundtrack in the other room. And we all had chocolate cake for breakfast.

I have decided that it is necessary for me to finish three Christmas gifts today. I don't know which ones yet. I think my painting gifts. Those are the easiest ones. It is the cold mornings and days I work that I want to make things with ease.
Someone needs to teach me to draw small children.

Nat and Dante are sitting next to me doing math. It makes me miss working in the first grade classroom. I hope I get to do that this coming Winter term. I really want to. I want to be tired and dress up and teach six year olds about counting sticks and rattlesnakes again. Then they send me home with my pencil skirt pockets full of little presents and pictures they drew for me.

Also, we have greek yogurt and I really ought to go look for my kazoo.

This post is not making any sense because I have a lack of sleep and am totally unprepared to teach tonight. I think it is because I have frequently been winging it since I focused so hard on my schoolwork this past term. When I don't have time to read, my writing has less clarity. I am trying to catch up though. Keats everyday and Little Women over and over again. I am thinking of attempting some Burney over break too if I can get my hands on it. I only own Evelina. Well, isn't that depressing.

I'll go write letters and paint now. I think my kazoo is in my Starbucks mug.