My husband. As I've adjusted to teaching again, and working for the first time since having children, he has been a rock. Listening to me, encouraging me, picking up (the many) chores I am juggling around the house as I get used to my new schedule, and loving me through my adjustment phase. God has blessed me beyond words with this man. He is my safe place, my cheerleader and my sounding board.
My children. While I never thought too much about leaving my children at school all day, I have to say it is incredibly wonderful to be in the same building with four of them three days a week. I get the occasional glimpse or hug from one of them in the hall, and it makes me smile every time. My eldest daughter is enjoying her new high school career, and we are very happy with her school.
Clean bathrooms. My husband has taken over cleaning the bathrooms every week, in an effort to ease some of my workload. Oh. my. goodness. I detest cleaning the bathrooms (that is not an exaggeration - we have three boys, at least some of whom seem to have aiming issues unless they are playing with Nerf guns and a brother is involved - in which case they are always dead-on), and I can't tell you how blissful it is to have bathrooms that are clean. . . without cleaning them myself. Fabulous.
My little students. I am loving getting to know their personalities. They warm my heart with their hugs, funny comments and sweet little smiles. I like teaching them about their God and how much He loves them. On a side note, I have also noticed that I am starting to call everyone "friends" or "boys and girls". . .
Summer thunderstorms. It has been wicked humid the last several days, and my hair has been the size of Texas. This morning we had a loud thunderstorm and I loved it. There is something so peaceful and soothing about a summer storm.