derrrrr

Holy cow I'm tired.

Lost as the Frost

Lost as the frost
oh where did you go
Lost as the frost
floating to and fro
Busy as a bee buzz buzz buzz

Frosty Frosty Frosty
the kind that tickles
it tickles your nose
it tickles your toes
it tickles you where ever you goes.

Frost. Don't count the cost.
just enjoy the frost.
poor frosty has yet to be made
but that frost is too frost, i'm afraid.

don't be scared. Frost is not lost.
I am just lost.
In the land of white.
WHite. white. white. white.
Whatever you do,
do NOT let the frost BITE!!!

Me thanks you and good night!

Bueller? Bueller? Bueller?

I am still here. Busy as a bee. Lost as the frost.  I finally found my couch.  WHEW! I was scared there for a moment. I thought it was left behind. Or traveled to another family. Or another crazy lady trying so desperately to hang on to that young voice in her head. NO NO COME BACK TO ME, you lil couch!!! Fear not, I found it.  But have I taken it out and taken pics with it? NO.  I am consumed with lesson planning and reflecting on whether or not I succeeding at this thing called teaching.  It is exhausting.  I am constantly seeking new ideas, ways to improve, reflecting on how/what/where/why. Ahhh will the brain ever shut down. opla di opla da. life goes onnnnn aa lalalalala hey life goes on! Time to skidaddle back to my lesson plan book.  But I think I know the problem.  Yes, I see you do, too.  How could you know? How COULD you KNOW!!! I know you know. If you know that I know that you knew that she knows. WHAT. i'm lost. as the frost. (mish....the frost is just outside the window.) oh gee, thanks!! But my planner - it needs to be blue.  yes yes, that is what is wrong with you. Blue.  ooooh I think I feel a song coming on..........