I come home absolutely whipped every night.  I feel like I've given everything I can emotionally during the day, not to mention running around like a total nutjob all day.

Even though I feel like I give and give, on days like today when my students aren't in my classroom with me, I miss them.  And really, I feel like they give me FAR more than I give to them.  I know they do.  They're amazing.

It seems though, that sometimes there is a student who just can wiggle his or her way into your heart.  I have one this year.  I was worried about him in the first days of school.  He had a few tantrums, got mad at me a few times, and then he realized what I would and wouldn't let him get away with.  He's got a lot going on at home, and I think he's left alone alot.  He's changed just in the month we've been together.  He went from being grumpy, angry, and upset to a kid who has a perpetual smile on his face, is inquisitive, and just a pleasure to have in class.  I absolutely love this little darling of mine.  He's a unique kid, and I'm so looking forward to watching him grow throughout the year.  It will be interesting to look back on this in May and see how different my little John Lennon is.