Tiptoes

We were getting ready to line up for lunch today when Hannah's tears started flowing. I saw it coming...eyes squinched up, cheeks turning red, and drops forming. Then they came rolling. If you weren't looking, you would have no idea that a child was crying in my classroom, for they were silent, but terrified tears. I squatted in front of her desk and probed.

"What's going on, Hannah?" I quietly asked.

"Ummm...my head feels reeeeaaally itchy and I think I have LICE! Ireallydon'twantlice!!!" darling little Hannah blurted out. These were authentic concerns and genuinely terrified tears.

I checked her out and reassured her that I could spot nothing in her hair that didn't belong there. I told her it must be an itchy scalp or a bug bite. Sometimes the best thing to do is to try really hard and ignore it, I mentioned.

Time passed, and so did the itchy scalp.

The same Hannah ran up to me at recess later in the afternoon, and excitedly announced while bounching on her tiptoes: "Guess what??? There's an alpaca farm nearby and it's so cool!! And guess what...theyaregoingtohaveanopenhouseon
myBIRTHDAYbecausethat'swhentheirbabiesaregoingtobeborn!!!! Can you believe it???"

From head lice to alpaca farms, tears to tiptoes...don't you just love the resiliency of children?

If you're in the area in a few weeks, I hear that there's going to be quite some Open House at our local alpaca farm (who knew?!)