The Summer Cold

It’s inevitable when you are the mom of two little girls AND a preschool teacher. The germs are going to catch up with you no matter how much you wash your hands and take your vitamins. It happened to me on Sunday evening.

It’s the dreaded summer cold.

Technically, it’s not summer. Our weather in Northern Illinois, however, has been beautiful. We’ve had a long stretch of warm, sunny days. Days that are perfect for throwing open the windows and letting the house air out. Lily, Emmy and I are finally getting used to our new Fall schedule. Lily has been getting used to her heavier load of third grade homework (although last night was a little rough). Emmy has taken her first spelling tests and has shown that she is going to be a great speller just like her big sister. (Spelling and I have never gotten along–they must get the spelling gene from their father!)

My job has changed as well. Last year, I taught only two mornings a week. This year, I am now teaching five days a week. Yes, it is a big change, but I love what I do!

Even though we’ve had open windows and outdoor recess and beautiful weather, when a bunch of kids start spending time together in a small space, germs start spreading. Lily had the snuffles last week, and a couple of my little students have already stayed home with a little cold. Sunday night I started to get snuffly myself. I tried to fortify myself with an extra dose of Vitamin C, but I’ve already gone through a whole box of tissues. Yesterday afternoon I got home from work, ate lunch and promptly put myself down for a nap. You can do that when you feel sick.

Fortunately, this cold seems to be pretty tame, and I’m feeling much better today. Hurray!
My new first grader and third grader, ready for the first day of school!

How are you today? I hope you have managed to dodge the summer cold germs!


Walking to School

I love walking the girls to school in the morning.

Before that time, there is usually yelling and shouting.

From me:

“Brush your hair!”

“Put your shoes on!”

“Why don’t you even have your socks on yet?”


From the girls:

“I DID brush my hair!”

“I can’t put on my shoes if I don’t have socks on!”


Once we get out the door, I have one little girl on each side of me, holding my hand.

We talk about the day ahead of us.

We talk about the weather.

We talk about anything at all.

I wish we lived just a little bit farther away.

(Except then we would be late for school.)


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