Photoshoot

I thought it was time to post some pictures of the little cherubs from summer preschool. I took these yesterday during nap while some of the kids were waking up. They all started coming over to me and saying..."Miss Megan take my picture!" It was too funny! They were so cute and love being in front of the cam.

This is Nickolaus...he's a devil, but such a handsome little man!

This is Keegan...how funny is his smile?!

Here are the three magpies. Keegan, Athena, and Erik. As a side note, Keegan and Athena told me yesterday they are boyfriend/girlfriend...too cute!

Slowly but surely I'm trying to get all of their pictures...there are 23 of the little rugrats so it could take awhile! But enjoy looking at these cute kids...i get a kick out of them everday.

It's about to get crazy

Long day today, plus the fact that it's so hot and humid makes it ten times worse. I had such a fun weekend with Erin, who came up for a little visit. We had a picnic with some friends on saturday, which actually turned out to be an all-day event. So fun....

I'm busy planning for the preschool I work at. Next week I'm the only full-time teacher that will be there (due to the other teachers going on vacation...how convenient for them) which makes me slightly nervous because this means i'm am responsible for ALL of the kids by myself (with teen helpers) for the week. Mom and I went to the library today to try to figure out what i'm going to teach them...but quite frankly, that is the least of my worries. I just hope I will be able to keep the kids intact without any major catastrophes occurring. Hopefully all will go well and nothing terrible will happen, although with 15 three-year-olds it's almost inevitable that something insane won't happen. Wish me luck with the craziness that is sure to come...

I'm still actually quite amazed and a bit stupified that this daycare center is letting me run the ship mainly by myself....do they realize what they're doing?! Haha....well, i guess not.

Have a good one ya'll.

Poison Ivy and the Wild Child

Ok, today at work was VERY eventful. The first thing that happened was that I discovered the reason why our little Cameron has been scratching at his ankles for the last 2 days. Yesterday he told me it was because he scraped himself on the sidewalk at home, but then today I noticed something a little strange and as I pulled down his sock I realized it was NOT just a scrape, it was now pussy and swollen! To make matters worse it had spread to various parts of his body. I said, "Cameron...what is this?" And then he finally remembered that mommy said it was poison ivy. GREEEAT. Poor little thing had it all over him. Well then I had to call his mom and tell her it had gotten progressively worse, which was nerve-racking since it was my first parent phone call. She was really nice about it, so thankfully that at least went well. Poor little Cameron was quarantined most of the day, although I'm pretty sure I had serious contact with it since I was with him all morning.....I came straight home from work and washed my arms and hands like a madwoman. Not to mention I used about half my bottle of anti-bacterial sanitizer through out the day due to my constant paranoia. We'll see if i get any rashes...

Second episode of the day occured with a new boy we have in our class named Breydan. He's never been to daycare and hasn't taken the best liking to it (i wouldn't either if i was his age), so one can only imagine what it's like trying to pry him away from his mom when she drops him off. Can you say NIGHTMARE? Today I was the "lucky" one who got to wrangle him. He turns violent in seconds when its time for his mom to leave...kicking, screaming bloody murder, thrashing...the whole gammit. Today I didn't pick him up the right way and almost dropped him as he tried to get away from me! It was intense, let me tell ya. Thankfully that only lasted about 5 minutes and he calmed down after that. I'm just glad i didn't sustain any major injuries.

So there is are my two interesting encounters of the day. As crazy and chaotic as 15 3-yr.-olds can be at least they make my life interesting.

To be Three Again...

Working as a preschool teacher this summer has reminded me how great life is when you're three. I've asked several of the kids how old they think i am and these are the answers i've received:

4 (one year older than them...almost EVERYONE is 4 to them)
12 (coming from a girl who is 3 going on 25)
7
and...the best reply of all: 3.

So, basically the general concensus in the preschool room is that Miss Megan is between the ages of 3 and 12...pretty sweet! When i later told them i'm 2o, they told me, "wow you're OLD!" Isn't it funny how much your perspective changes??? I think all my life i've been waiting to be 16, then 18, and now that i'm 20 i still feel like i'm young and can't wait till i'm 25! Oh it's just too much fun with them around...

Here's the moral of my story: Whenever you're feeling a little old, just ask a three year old how old they think you look. It's a instant dose of self-confidence.:)