The kids arrived in their beautiful dresses, tiny bow ties and an air of excitement. Spring pictures are always fun as they get to pose together as a class and then take the individual pictures. I passed out the individual cards for the photographer and then waited as the kids went up one by one. This little guy has been struggling learning to write his .

Just read this little quote from Kevin Henkes at Highlights Kids about how a teacher inspired him. Made me think of the importance of classroom environment! KEVIN HENKES is an award-winning author and illustrator whose books include. As she went into her .

Finding the hope of grace wherever it hides. In this blogging space, I write to find the wonder in the every day, to seek connection that comes with being fellow humans created to make sense of the broken beauty of our hearts and this world. Broken because of sin; beautiful because of its Creator and Redeemer who has left his stamp of grace on every day.

The adventure continued to be amazing! Poor Zach was still suffering from AMS, to the point where he felt it best for him to take a rest day in camp. The huge peak to the right in the picture.

Rewriting History, Repeating the Future. College Board Caves To Conservative Pressure, Changes AP U. I knew my friends who are teachers and readers would want to see it, too. Another friend of mine commented with disbelief. Is this satire? When I wrote this post. About my experiences with Facing History. Rather than a reason to write a better future.

Bees, Bugs and more Bees. I have an over abundance of pollinators in my garden. They are everywhere and that is a good thing. Right? Well, I thought so until I realize that one group of my friendly pollinators has taken up residence in the ground. We are now the proud owner of a large bubble bee colony. There is no mowing near the colony.

Becoming a writer by writing! Skip to primary content. I decide to drive my knock around town car. From an around town errand. To a more distant Starbucks. Because it was such a lovely day. And I was nostalgic for my childhood days of Sunday drives. I arrive at my Starbucks destination drive through and get a refreshing iced coffee. As I leave the line I heard clunk, clunk, clunky clunk. I left my cell phone at home. After a bit of a .

I eagerly ordered and devoured that book. One of my favorite activities that was a part of both Teachers Write and.