a day.

Standard

it was a 2 ice-pack kind of day

a bandaid, temperature check, coughing kind of day

but all in all a great day

we learned about the winter solstice

saw part of the big kids’ play

danced and sang in spanish

shared books

had an outdoor adventure

(add in a couple of scratches, a few sticky burrs,a clothing change, and lots of bravery)

but at the end of the day

we all had both mittens

and headed on home.

—

“there is no such thing in anyone’s life as an unimportant day.”

-alexander woollcott


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  1. I smiled reading this post because I had ice pack flashes to my teaching days.
    “My arm is sore. Can I get an ice pack?”
    “I scratched my nose on the playground. Can I get an ice pack?”
    “I jammed my big toe. Can I get an ice pack?”

    “My pencil broke. Can I get another one?”
    “Sure.”
    “I don’t have anybody to play with.”
    “I’m sorry. Would you like me to find you a playground pal”
    “Yes . . . and I need an ice pack.”

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  2. Now this is a day to remember! I love when I have a day that flows from uneventful but cozy points of action. Exciting times are fun, but also exhausting. I appreciate the calm days of quiet reflection more and more as I grow older. Thanks for the glimpse into one of your days!

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  3. I am impressed. What a great day.
    However, getting home with both mittens is no easy task.

    I once, at 7, found a lost mitten in the spring. I had been walking with 1 hand in my pocket, so my mitten loss would not be spotted. Then in the thaw, (prairies) under a deep layer of ice was my mitten.
    Every day on my way home from school, I would chip at that ice with my galoshes.
    Finally, I made it through and saved the mitten.
    A week later I lost the other one.

    Getting home with both mittens is no easy task.

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