Uggggggggg

This is the LAST week of student teaching. Ever.

I seriously hate that it's the end.

I'm so sad to leave my 26 kids.  While they drive me crazy at times, each of them has a very special place in my heart.  What am I going to do when I don't have Caden to hug me at random moments during the day?  What about Emily who asks me to french braid her hair almost every afternoon?  Who am I going to discuss the latest soccer games with besides Sean?  Who else can create such amazing artwork besides Grace?  Where else can I get tackled by five children just to be given an "end of the day" hug?  Ultimately, how in the world am I going to survive without those 26 beautiful faces every day that make every single part of my life worth it?  I feel like a mother duck without a bunch of goslings to lead around.

They have taught me so much about life and what kind of teacher I plan to be next year.  Even more so, these kids have given me a daily reminder that nothing will ever go as planned in the land of teaching.  They have opened up my heart in ways I never thought possible and I'm so grateful for that.   Now, if I can just get through Friday without crying.... gosh darn those kids :)