DHQ

If you are ever in a bad mood, go visit an elementary school and spend some time with the little ones.  I have been in kindergarten therapy once a week since getting back from Ohio and it is amazing.  (By kindergarten therapy, I mean the small ones are my therapy.  My mom is a teacher, so I go to her room and hope to be more helpful than disruptive.)  The babble-y chaos of a kindergarten classroom helps with my days that consist of solitary distance learning.  I generally find small children intimidating because they are breakable, belong to other people, and don't understand sarcasm.  Then I spend time with them and realize they are just tiny people who haven't forgotten how to be enthusiastic about life.

I come into the room to a popcorn of "Hi, Ms. Beth!"  I wave at one and another pipes up until I swear everyone has greeted me at least twice.  Then I sit and do end-of-year inventory or other such work while life in kindergarten goes on.  Somehow, five or six find their way over to me to ask what I am doing and tell me what they are doing.  During free time, I have a few requests: Play kitchen with me!  Read a book with me!  Fantastic for the self-esteem.  Also, I reached my daily hug quota (DHQ), something very rarely achieved, mostly because of my personal space bubble.  Small children slip in easily, however.  After only a few days in the classroom, I think I am going to miss these children when school lets out.