Our first beach day of the season. By day I mean the morning since as the nap nazi I had to have them in the car and on their way home by 12:00 so they could be in their cribs by 1:00. Overall a great morning but I did lose one of Charlie’s shoes somewhere between pushing the stroller up a hill of sand and d-sanding two two-year olds in the back of the car. I am still considering it a win since it was only one shoe.
I met two moms from the neighborhood there. All of our children are in their two’s. At this point they play together without much intervention from the moms, giving us the opportunity to talk. So what so we talk about? The kids. I guess it is the same with any work colleague-you discuss the job and as you get to know one another better you decide who will be more than a colleague. Two years in and I am still finding my place in the motherhood community. It took me at least six years to feel like a natural at teaching so I guess I have some time left to get the hang of this job and the politics that go with it. Ironically, by the six-year mark I should get a paying job, putting me into a whole new demographic.
As a teacher I liked getting observed and evaluated. I liked feedback and constructive criticism. It was a way for me to check in and improve. The evals at this job are a little less concrete and not often constructive.
However, every now and then I get a “Yay mommy.” And that, by far, is the best evaluation I have ever gotten.
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