A little meatloaf and fruit while I sat at my desk right before the kids arrived today. I have learned that between working from 11:30 to 3 and then immediately leaving for BYU until 7 I need to stay fed or I am seriously drifting off right there in my seat by 5. The day went well, and we were really thrilled that one little boy that hadn't communicated with us much decided to verbally participate today. These are big accomplishments in our class, and we try and notice and celebrate every one of them. This is one reason I love special education. We do a lot of noticing and celebrating.
I came home after classes tonight to find my husband had cleaned the fridge. I leaned against him while he was at the sink washing dishes and wrapped my arms around him. Then after feeding the kids and running across the street to visit our sweet neighbors who are considering nursing homes right now, Geo was craving a sundae. On the way home from getting the ice cream I fell asleep between the drive-thru exit and the first four-way stop. G laughed at me as my eyes rolled back in my head.
I feel so blessed in my exhaustion.