It’s that time, once again, when our little darlings head back to the classroom. There will be no tears shed by this seasoned mama of six kiddos – I love this time of year! It’s an opportunity for a fresh start. I also love getting organized, so I thought I’d share some of my favourite products that are helping me do that this year.
My experience in dealing with teachers is that if I’m sensible, reasonable and co-operative, then so are they. We’re all on the same team. People go into teaching because they want to see kids learn and succeed. That gives them a pretty good start!
A few years ago, a Mom I know posted on Facebook about how she was going to enjoy a slow summer with her school-aged kids. They were going to sleep in and just take each day as it came, doing whatever it was they felt like doing. I commented that it was nice that she was doing that and an option not available to working mothers. She responded that she prioritizes her children, which is why she is spending her summer with her children at home.
Both my parents were teachers. There were lots of benefits to that, but you know what the BEST part was? That last day of school when they returned home with arms full of gifts from students. If you had asked me back then what the best gifts were, I would have said all the chocolate. But the actual teachers may have a different opinion. Here’s what I now think they REALLY want:
Life would truly be boring if we were all the same. I feel like PRIDE events are the perfect way of celebrating that family core value for my kiddos. There are several reasons I attend PRIDE with my children.
I graduated from high school in 1990, and things have changed a bit since then. My first kiddo is graduating from high school next year, so I have been paying close attention this season to see what I’m in for.
There are often discussions about what NOT to say to parents about their children with autism. I wrote about it myself – how some innocent questions and comments can actually be painful for a mama raising a child with autism. Although well meaning, some comments have the opposite of the intended effect.
When my son was three-years-old, he received his autism diagnosis. Anyone who has gone through this diagnosis knows that it comes with a rush of different emotions. At first you mourn the kid you thought you had, but then you remember that you’re walking out of the doctor’s office with the same kid you walked in with.
I don’t think I’m alone when I say that I love things that sparkle. I’ve love the glittery things so much that a VERY serious business decision was made by our team here at Mabel’s Labels, and yes, it involves glitter. But first, my favourite glittery things!