Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Thankful

I'm sitting and listening to my fifth graders while they do a winter art docent project. It's so funny to me to listen to their conversations. Some are so grown up, yet will be silly in their words. For example, two of my students wrote "swaggerz" on the sweatshirt of their snowman. I went by and said, "Swaggerz?!?" "Yep, Swaggerz." I told them I was old and didn't even know what that meant. I was accentuating the 'z' and they thought that was hysterical.

Tomorrow The Fast One and I will spend the day with my side of the family, watching the Seahawks (hopefully) kill the 49ers and stuffing our faces with my mom's amazing cooking. I have to bring the green bean casserole (because my brother likes it- ick) and my sister is bringing pies. She makes the best pies. I think about how our family is getting older and the ones we have lost along the way. It just seems like yesterday I was 6 eating dinner at Grandma Betty's house, eating black olives off my fingers, laughing like crazy at my two cousins, and setting my Grandma's alarm for 3:00 AM.

I miss those days.