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Before school started this morning, during morning assembly, a kindergarten boy came up to me with a stamp in his hand and held it out.  He wanted to stamp my hand.  Of course, I stuck my hand out with a smile on my face and said "yes!  I would love a stamp!  Thank you!" Then he proceeded to stamp my hand.  It was lime green and maybe half an inch.  It read "joy".  You can still barely see it on my hand at 4:36 in the afternoon (and many times of washing my hands during the day). I find it ironic that the stamp he had today said "joy".  I could paint you a word picture of this kindergartener and there's many things I could say about him. Like most six year old boys you will encounter, he is full of wonder, life, emotions, questions and most importantly, full of joy.  I could have told the boy I didn't want a stamp, but you see that would have killed his joy.  I'm sure he didn't know it when he stamped my hand this morning that his stam

If you like me, you have seen a big push of people, especially women talking about "self care" lately.  I suppose that's because as women we tend to take on a lot.  I have learned in the past several months that self care is very important.  I remember seeing a graphic on Pinterest and I'm sure on Facebook as well that says "You cannot pour from an empty cup."  That really hit home to me.  I know that I am not a mother, but I am a lot of things and a lot of people require my attention and my support.  I am a teacher, an Auntie, a daughter, a sister, a girlfriend, and a friend.  I cannot be the best teacher, Auntie, daughter, sister, girlfriend and friend if I do not take the time to fill my cup.  Stress takes a toll on your body and your mind, so self care not only benefits you physically and emotionally, it also benefits those around you. Why is it important? It gives you a break.  When we are working so hard to meet deadlines and get everything done

Last year during a book study at school we were reading The Energy Bus by Jon Gordon.  One of our assignments during our study was to pick one word for our year which is also based on a book, My One Word by Mike Ashcraft and Rachel Olsen. Long story short, instead of making a resolution for the New Year.  You pick a word.  If you go here  you can read about that. Basically, here is a simple three step introduction. Step One:  Determine the kind of person you want to be. Step Two:  Identify the characteristics of that person. Step Three:  Pick a word. Last year, I picked the word consistent. I felt that I did a good job being consistent. I started thinking about what word I wanted to use for 2019.  I have been thinking for a few weeks.  I have still been thinking about the person I want to be this year, and for every year for that matter.  I have thought about those characteristics of that person.  And today, on the second day of the year, I picked my word.  I'm sure if you

I am not sure why I started this blog approximately a million years ago other than I enjoyed placing my thoughts together.  I also enjoyed feedback from my friends, even though I figured they were just being nice because they are my friends.  I know I will never how some great blog.  I don't have the time to figure all of that out.  I don't have the know how to code and make it all pretty.  And I'm ok with that.  Hopefully you all are too.  I will never be a fashion blogger, or fitness blogger, or any one of importance.  And that, too, is ok.  I just spent an embarrassing amount of time going back and reading some of my former blog posts.  I'm sorry that I subjected you to that.  2011 was a long time ago.  I was a 25 year old, single, overweight, third grade teacher. So Allow My To Reintroduce Myself Hi!  I'm Megan !  I am now a 32 year old, overweight, first and second grade math teacher.  I like to take selfies.  See below!   I also like doing