Grad School was 7 years ago and I still have nightmares that I won’t graduate

I don’t know why but I have a recurring nightmare that I am still in grad school and that I am not going to graduate.  The reason is never the same…they vary from a small transgression (late for clinic) to serious (skipping classes.) They make me wake up in a panic, which was a feeling I remember from grad school…the “I’m pretty sure I’ve forgotten about a big assignment” feeling that used to gnaw at my insides. There have been times where I literally needed to look at my diploma for a moment when I woke after this nightmare and remind myself that I DID do it, I graduated and have a great job now.

Sometimes I think of the professor that told me that I was a nice girl but that I wasn’t quite “cut out” for grad school.  I think that helped me tho, I knew I could do it even if she wasn’t sure.

pretending to observe in grad school

I’m not sure why I am thinking of this now, except that I am facing a pile of paperwork and reports.  Summer is coming up quickly, then I get to start another year. Screenings, assessments, therapy and meetings  Love it.

Do/Did you ever have a nightmare about grad school or is it only me?

How do you make a PB&J?

It is always a challenge to get some of my kiddos motivated and engaged when they have a day off school the next day (treaty day in this community tomorrow.) What to do when you need to yet again work on sequencing. Step by step picture cards just aren’t cutting it so why not use your head…literally.

The kids had a great time talking me through making a PB&J on my head which was trickier than it looks. Amidst much hilarity we managed to get several different sandwiches made using a Melissa & Doug game that I bought on clearance for $9.

We had a blast making good old PB &Js along with the yummiest and grossest sandwiches they could imagine.

My personal fav was when we tossed ingredients to each other and caught them on the bread mittens. Don’t you just love Velcro?

We even managed to work on phonological awareness skills with this activity. Today in the therapy room everyone was making sandwiches.

Happy Easter!

Work Moments

After finishing the language portion of an assessment and halfway through the phonological awareness testing a boy smiled slightly at me and said, “Know what I’m good at? Math.”

I made him smile wider when I told him that math had always been hard for me.

Today was an assessment day so we did not get to have one of those A-ha moments that come during therapy.  I’m really not sure how I felt when he shared this tidbit with me, but I do know that he was proud when he did better than me on the math game on the iPad we played at the end.

**edited to add** as soon as I hit publish I managed to inhale/choke on my coffee.  I am in a borrowed office so I didn’t want to spit everywhere.  I have to drive home and this is a nice blouse (yes I said blouse) so I definitely didn’t want to spit on myself. What did I do you ask? I spit it all back in my cup (because I’m classy like that.)

The coffee was delicious. Almost tempted to still drink it.

I’m kidding.

So cute I could die

I took Dylan to get 2 month old photos done yesterday and the photographer sent me this teaser…

I can’t wait to see the rest.