On poop... on my pants. And giving thanks.

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I called Aaron at 3:05 today on my way home from school today and our conversation went like this:
Me: Hey! Guess what?! I'm on my way home. 
Aaron: That's good news!
Me: Yea, I am going home early. I have poop on my pants.
    Pause.
    Well, not my poop of course.
Aaron: That's good clarification.

Yep, just another day in my classroom. 

Thankful for showers and clean pants.

84. hot water.
85. running water
86. rabbit trails
87. You in everything
88. sunlight touch the tips of trees
89. the crunch of cutting carrots
90. lazy mornings
91. days off
92. cloudless skies
93. bamboo branches bending in the breeze
94. leaves dancing in circles across the asphalt
95. the wind
97. the ping of a tennis ball
98. the pop of the tennis ball can
99. a bed
100. three crosses on a hill, you bled and died for me
101. a neighborly wave
102. funny of man on a run
103. the crackle of a fireplace
104. deep sleep breathing
105. waking up in the living room
106. sunlight so bright we thought we left the light on
107. fresh laundry scent
108. the pop of beignets frying
109. sleepovers with my husband in our living room
110. cooking for the heck of it
111. friends with different opinions
112. being reminded of NOLA (see gift 108)
113. a lesson on keeping the fire going
115. the burrow phase
116. healthy conversations
117. facebook messages from friends long ago
118. new glasses on my student
119. dog hair on pants
120. grass on dogs
121. steamy showers
122. the whirring fan
123. soft blankets
124. dark mornings
125. a forcast of rain
126. nuzzling dogs
127. rejuvenated house plants
128. bluebird sightings
129. quiet afternoons
130. heavy rains
132. no rules in giving thanks
133. clean pants

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