Weird thoughts

It's a little weird but for hubby not being here things have gone pretty smoothly. The boys have been super excellent in the morning getting ready to head out the door-always a bugaboo for dad. I asked big fry why have they been so good for me and could they do that for dad. He gives me a grin, "We don't want any yelling". Hmmmm note to hubby, yell more. This week has been hammer week, I can't get one naughty kid out the door before another one is waiting in line. And these aren't just run of the mill naughty. These are the ones that I am done being nice to, because we have met WAYYYYYY to often. This discipline thing is putting a crimp in my instructional leadership time, my great thoughts desert me. BUT I did think of a great metaphor for an upcoming staff meeting...dodge ball and the educational setting. We are playing dodge ball for an ice breaker and I was racking my brain to connect it to my vision and where we need to go. It came to me while I was in bed with a hot, tossing and turning small fry throwing his limbs across me. I will make you wait, if you are an advertiser or writer type (some of you are) I think you would LOVE the analogy, umm or metaphor. Not sure which I am walking for MS this weekend. For Maddie's mom. For my beautiful 30 year old coworker who has had ms for two years. Who has yet to give baby Maddie a bath because of the disease that leaves her to weak and scared to hold a slippery wet baby. I am humbled, truly There we are weird thoughts...hubby needs to come home, so I can go back to surface thinking...