It's not from lack of patience. I have plenty of that. I think I just don't have "it"-- the "it" factor being the voice that commands obedience and does not cause children to stand there and dare me to tell them to do something again. As much as I say that I am queen of this castle, it doesn't really seem to matter. Oh well! I am who I am.
However, after being away from this lovely group of children, I am now beloved, and when I walk by them, it's like walking down the red carpet. Hugs and, sometimes, the offer of a kiss from one particular little boy. I politely declined the kiss. :)
I happened to see him again at the pep rally last Friday. I looked at him, and he was waving a little wave at me. Then, he started looking at me... like this...
Only imagine him being 5 years old and slowly batting his eyes. Hilarious. And sweet. I may not have the teaching "it" but I've still got the ability to make 5 year old boys melt. :) hah. I'm not sure what good this does me.
