219 days….

School was fine today.

I just wish the teacher whose class I’ve got would listen when I tell her my short-term memory is dodgy and let me have a copy of a) the timetable and b) the assessment task that I’m supposed to guess, yet ask the kids to do.

Really hard to teach something when you’ve only been given a vague idea of what they want taught.  I was told they were to make a toy that moved.  Lots of toys move but don’t necessarily have to be transport-related.  Apparently now she wants transport-related toys that move.


I do prefer “my boys” because that teacher is über organised and HAS all the materials you need there for you.

I miss you.

I miss you so much tonight.

I love you.