It was day two of being a parent helper at Primo’s school and the effects of moving, recovering from being sick, and having Segundo and the Charge in the room with me meant a much tougher time in the class. I still had a lot of fun playing with the kids and talking to them about which shapes would roll down the ramp we created but it was a labored time of watching the clock. Out on the playground I couldn’t run around and lift the kids because my back was killing me from the move.
Friday was time of enjoyment and Monday was a time of endurance and that is so true of parenting in general. There are times when you are super dad and your patience is infinite, your creativity unending, and you are able to turn a walk to the park into a lesson in life science. Then there are the days when you snap at little things, have no patience and have to rely solely on the video to give you any sort of break. We hope for more of the previous but sadly I get more of the tough days. I still love those tough days though, I mean as opposed to not having kids or working in the marketplace instead of at home. The whole bad day golfing analogy is true of parenting for me.
The next parent helper day isn’t till next month, but next month is Friday. Beautiful will be helping that day to get a sense of the school. I didn’t realize when filling out the schedule that we signed up for three days in a matter of a week but it worked out great. Helping two days in a row (Friday and Monday) helped me pick up more names and build an acceptance with the kids. I now know 13 out of the 19 kid’s names and a couple more parents. One of the moms talked to me about how much fun her son had on Friday with me. He couldn’t remember my name by said he was the big guy with a beard. As the only dad that has been in the classroom so far it was pretty easy to narrow it down.