Crafty Lil Devil

Remember that job I was thinking about taking? The one that was a substitute job and couldn't guarantee me hours? Yeah, well I agonized over that one quite a bit and finally decided that there was NO WAY financially that I could take the job...even though I KNEW I would love it. So I called back and said that I just knew I would love to work there, but unfortunately I would have to turn it down and try to find something full-time. And guess what? She said "As a matter of fact, we just had an opening for a teacher in the 3-year-old room." Woohoo! I am now officially a teacher.

But as soon as I accepted that job and met my students (I went by to fill out my paperwork and just say hi.), I freaked out majorly. I have really only had one full semester worth of education classes. I have no kids of my own and really no idea what the heck I'm doing. But on the positive side, I do LOVE kids and know tons of fun activities and songs and craft projects to keep them busy. And the director and assistant director are there to help me get familiarized with the VA state standards for that age, so I guess there's really not too much to freak out about. But something about having 12 little people relying on me to teach them something every single day really just makes me feel like "Wait, do they know I'm not a certified teacher? Will they let just anyone do this? YIKES!"
Then I called my friend Jenni and my friend Kristin and also Michelle and Leslie and they all said I'd be fine. Agreed I'd do a great job and that I was perfect for that position. I hope they're right.

Thanks all of you, for the words of encouragement. Thank goodness I finally found a job that I think I will love, not just one that pays the bills.