Sometimes I feel like I am always ONE away.
One minute too early or late. One chapter away from finishing my book before falling asleep. One ingredient too short in my Swedish meatballs (and honestly, you can't really do Swedish meatballs without the meat...or so I figured out last night). I get so frustrated being so close but not getting the end result that I wanted. This morning, though, I realized that sometimes I need to celebrate being ONE away.
This morning, sweet little Grant was running from one side of the hallway to the other. Running. Back and forth. Back and forth. While he was doing that, he was singing some song. He was going so quickly and breathing so hard that I couldn't quite figure out what he was singing. It wasn't until I was able to catch the wild man that I could hear what he was singing. "G - R - EEE - N - T! That's ME!"
I just looked at him, and then of course, covered him in kisses! I was so proud of him. No, I didn't name my child Grent....I did, however, name him Grant. We have been working on his name and made up a little song to help him spell his name, and I was so thrilled to hear him singing his song without us prompting him. No, he didn't spell it completely right. BUUUUUT - he was only ONE letter away! I was so proud that of him! Of course, I tried to get it on video, but he wouldn't repeat it for the camera. I put my camera down, and he did it over and over again. It was like the camera was the off switch.
Thank you, Slice of Life, for making me look at the little things and celebrate them. I am excited to continue writing about these moments in my life and reading all of yours! What a great opportunity I have as a teacher to grow!
Students, when have YOU been one away, but proud of yourself? Write your own slice (or time you were proud when you were one away) from that moment in Google Docs and share it with me for extra credit!