They informed me they weren't lost, just looking for their teacher.
Ahhh, there's their teacher now!
Leave it to Oldest Princess to have organized something.
That girl was born to organize people.
Since I'm delivering cookies, I suppose that makes me the Lunch Lady? Where did I put my hair net?
Students putting their backpacks in their cubbies.
This is quite the sophisticated school. She has lesson plans, recess, P.E., snack time. A few minutes ago nine kids just walked through my living room in a single file line heading upstairs for library class.
The funny thing is, she is teaching them real academics and they all love it. No one is going back to school next year with gaps. I wouldn't be surprised if she has the little ones reading before the summer is over. : )
Her school lasted a couple hours yesterday. She's thrilled. The little kids are happy. I'm just glad they made the garage the classroom so they stay out of my hair. (Just being honest) : )
Yesterday, she walked by with a goofy grin and let out a contented sigh, "Mommy, I'm beginning to think maybe I should give up being a vet and become a teacher instead."
I'm beginning to wonder if teaching is an inherited gene. I tried everything I could to pursue a different career path and break away from the family mold, but it was useless. It was in my blood.
I'm afraid it may be useless for her, too.
Now that her staff is growing, however, maybe she'll get a quick lesson in school politics (I can hear the sound of a few too many cooks in the kitchen out there) and change her mind.
If that doesn't do it, I'm certain the paycheck will. : )