It's Been a Month Now...

It was all very sudden. Before we knew it we were on our way to Florida. Little did we know it would be the longest 24 hours of our lives, and probably the most emotional car ride... ever. My grandmother passed away minutes before we made it. She didn't want us to see her suffering, but it's a horrible feeling knowing that you didn't get to say goodbye. We thought of our own way to say goodbye though, which helped...

Walking the beach was always something my grandma used to love to do. It feels weird to be writing about her in the past tense... her passing still just doesn't seem real. She would walk Englewood Beach in Florida, and collect Shark Teeth. Over the years, I've come to find out, she collected 45 jars worth, and she eventually sold them to a man who makes necklaces and other treasures out of them. I can't blame her, what could a person do with that many shark teeth? So a few family members, my mom and her sister, as well as her husband, my two cousins, and brother, went to the beach. My cousin, brother, and I walked together; as a united front we searched for shark teeth. My mom found them first, and eventually found the most. I think she needed a sign the most. She needs to know that my grandmother is okay, that my mom will be okay, eventually... if not a month from now, maybe a year from now. My brother found the most perfect shark tooth that I have ever seen, and maybe that goes with what my grandmother wanted him to know - he really is incredible, it's unbelievable really, inside and out, and he'll amount to great things. My cousin was next to find one and she ended up finding it when a wave came and the spot she was staring at kept bubbling. She immediately knew. As soon as she dug in the sand, she found one. I'm positive that my grandma wants her to know that if she really looks, and really pays attention, that she can find the beauty in anything, and that life might just be that simple. Me, on the other hand, didn't find any until the very end, and I know in my heart that my grandmother was trying to tell me that things may not always be where they should - sometimes life will be hard, and it's easy to feel upset and let down, but to persevere and know that it will be okay in the end. We walked back to the entrance of the beach and the sun followed us. It suddenly disappeared when we got back, allowing us to take a few pictures together, allowing us to feel as if she was on the walk with us.

3.22.13 - I love you with all of my heart grandma. I miss you more than words.

"Gather a shell from the strewn beach and listen at its lips." - Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Just Because

Did you ever receive a text that just made you smile? I get those quite often, but then there are the texts that make your heart beat fast, those texts that make you nervous?! I still get those 5 years later from Sal. Two weeks ago, Sal texted me asking me if I'd like to go to dinner with him, just because. I, of course, said yes! I was super excited and to be quite honest, nervous. Can you imagine, nervous to go to dinner with my boyfriend of 5 years!? He must be doing something right, ha! We're always up for trying new places, and lately Sal wants to surprise me all of the time, so he told me to dress casual, but nice. After much debate about what to wear (I swear this happens every time Sal wants to take me out), I pulled together the perfect outfit, and got a few compliments during the night.

He took me to Sevilla, a local restaurant that specializes in Spanish cuisine, and I won't lie, I was a little hesitant when we first walked in. Not only was it dead for a 6:00pm on a Sunday, but the people that were occupying the tables were much, much older than the two of us. The wait staff barely talked to us, which annoyed me to no end, well that was until we received a pitcher of sangria and escarole soup, both exceptional. The sangria was free, but it was the best sangria I've ever had, hands down. The soup... the soup was out of this world, even though Sal and I were a little nervous to try it, being that we've never had escarole, but we were not disappointed. I ended up enjoying the fact that the wait staff let us have time to ourselves... talking, figuring out what we wanted to eat, and just enjoying the food. For appetizer, we ordered mussels, which has become my favorite, and has always been Sal's favorite. For dinner, I ended up ordering the flounder stuffed with shrimp and crab meat and Sal ordered the paella. My dish arrived with rice and veggies on the side, and Sal also had veggies. The dinner was delicious and the portions were huge! We ended up taking half, if not more, of our meals home. That didn't mean we weren't able to try the dessert though! I was going to try the cheesecake, since I'm a cheesecake fan, but when Sal ordered the orange sorbet, mine didn't seem too appetizing, especially when they both came out of the kitchen. Instead of eating the cheesecake and disappointing myself, we wrapped it up for his dad to eat later, and we shared the orange sorbet, and it was a perfect light cleanse of the palate for after dinner.

We held hands in between courses, and after we were finished. Even though friends of mine have made fun of people that do that, and couldn't believe that Sal and I are "one of those couples," I actually love it. It makes me feel connected to Sal, even when we're sitting across the table from one another. I guess that's something you learn when you grow up... ignore what others think about you. You're not living your life for them, you're living it for you. Afterwards, it took us 20 minutes to snap a picture of ourselves together, since I not only love documenting every thing, but I need it to be perfect too. You'd think Sal would understand this after 5 years, but no... and I don't think he ever will, which is fine with me as long as he smiles in the pictures! (ha!)

It's funny, at the end of the night no matter who pays, we always say thank you to the other person. Just because he's my boyfriend, and just because I'm his girlfriend doesn't mean that we need to buy each other dinner every weekend. It's still something that's appreciated and I love that we let the other person know that every time. And we always, always end the night with a kiss.

Christmas Eve Passes Quickly

Every year my family has Christmas Eve at our house with family and friends. It's something to look forward to, especially when December 1st comes around. Instead of ordering from some big restaurant, my mom decided to order from someone she knew who cooked out of her home for just such occasions! I thought it was great that she was helping out a small business owner, as opposed to a bigger business. The food was even better than we expected too, from the sausage and peppers and chicken to the homemade cookies and fresh bread!

The whole day my father, brother, and I prepared for the night, while my mom was getting in her hours at work. We made sure the house was spotless, decorated perfectly, and laid out the tables and tables of food. That day I made a few desserts [snowman donuts, candy cane lane cupcakes, and gingerbread bundts], you can find the recipes on my baking blog - here. I got changed, but not before I saw what my brother was wearing - a green sweater, with a white button down shirt underneath and grey pants - so I decided that this Christmas, we should match. Yes, I realize I'm 23 and he's 20, but I still thought it'd be hysterical when I came out of my room and stood next to him. I didn't match exactly, instead I went with a red sweater, a white button down shirt underneath, and black pants. Even though my brother wanted me to change, begged me actually, it became a joke by the end of the night... maybe I was the only one laughing, but still.

When Sal arrived, he gave me a gift - not just any gift, but an Anniversary, Birthday, Christmas gift! This year, since all of those special occasions are within a week of each other, we decided to combine them and go on a trip, instead of giving each other presents. While I still insisted on buying Sal a gift - a much necessary winter jacket, I didn't mind not receiving anything. I've always loved giving more than receiving. It made me smile though when Sal walked in with one single rose, and a packet of paper. I quickly took the packet, but not before giving him a huge hug. He booked a trip for us to go to ...

NIAGARA FALLS! I couldn't believe it; we both had never been there before, nor had we ever gone to Canada, so we're both super excited about it! We leave this weekend for a three-day mini vacation.

Family and friends started to arrive soon after, and after eating all of the food, laughing at all of the jokes between cousins, and just soaking the night in, the night was over before I had even realized it. I'm grateful for nights that I get to spend with those I love, but they seem to go too fast. We always try and take as many pictures as we can in front of our Christmas tree, because some of the people we see on Christmas Eve, we barely see throughout the year, and it's nice to look back on those pictures. My mom got a little crazy this year with the camera though, and I feel like all we did was take pictures, but I know one day I'll cherish them and thank her for having captured those memories.

We went to bed, and eventually my brother and I woke up to the sounds of my mom screaming that Santa came... again we're 23 and 20 and yet we were still laughing at the way she woke us up, because who knows - next year we may not be there - I might be in a place of my own, and my brother might be away for college. Even though my brother and I complained about having to wake up early, I secretly didn't mind it. We let Maddie, our golden retriever, open her presents first. Every year I buy her presents, wrap them, and stick them in her stocking, and it never gets old watching her tear through the wrapping paper to the toys and treats. Then we open our gifts from Santa, and eventually my brother and I give our parents their presents. Time ticks by slowly in the morning, it's like Christmas Eve rushes by so we can enjoy the quite moments the following day - just spending time together as a family, opening gifts of love and eating our breakfast, which is always the same - eggs, bacon, toast... and I wouldn't trade that small amount of time for anything.

We eventually head to our Aunts, and the separate for the night, which is why I'm glad that we have the morning together - always.

Homemade Dinner Date

Whenever Sal wants to make dinner for me, I always let him, because let's face it, he's an amazing cook. He doesn't cook just anything either - think big - chicken francese, filet mignon, and mussels to name a few of his go-to dishes. He had ideas the other night, and I let him go with it, especially when he mentioned chicken francese, except I told him not pasta - I don't eat heavy dinners anymore because I hate going to bed with that full feeling. He gathered the ingredients and came over my house to start the meal. While he was cooking, I enjoyed watching. I mean there are few things sexier than when a guy is cooking dinner for you.

I set up a small salad for the two of us as he cooked mussels for an appetizer and chicken francese. He is perfect at timing while cooking, something I certainly have to work on, and everything was cooked perfectly. The mussels were done, so we sat down with a bottle of sangria and dug in. Now I wasn't always a fan of mussels because they not only look weird, but I figured they tasted funny too, until I tried mussels that Sal made for me one night, and since then I've been hooked! I didn't think we were going to finish all of them, but I guess we were hungry because there was nothing left but the shells!

We were then ready for the chicken francese, and Sal presented the dish quite well, I'm not going to lie. Taste is important, but presentation makes it that much more delicious. 

Along with the chicken, we had a small caesar salad and warm bread. I can't even begin to describe to you how amazing dinner was. Sal is such an amazing cook, I secretly want to enter him into a competition on the food network channel, like Chopped. If you see him on there one day, you'll know it was my doing! 

Afterwards, we washed the dishes, and we headed to the coach to watch the football games with our new jerseys on - yes, I wear a Packer's jersey sometimes. I figured the least I could do was watch some football with the man who had cooked such an incredible dinner. I wasn't even full after, it was a perfect amount of food and it was light, having just a side salad. I baked some cookies, and we enjoyed them, as well as strawberries that he had bought. The combination was extremely tasty! 

It's always nice to have relaxing nights in, instead of going out and ordering at a restaurant. 

When you can find a sweet man that can cook, you've got a keeper! 

A Surprise Date

Imagine, after almost 5 years, a boy can still surprise you and make your heart beat faster than you ever thought possible. Sal decided he was going take me somewhere for our weekly (well almost weekly) date night; however, this time it was going to be a surprise. He told me after work that he'd be picking me up and taking me somewhere. It was a Wednesday night, and I had the slightest inkling as to what we were going to be doing. He knew I knew, especially when we headed Parkway South. Every Wednesday during the summer, Seaside has fireworks on the beach, where spectators can gather on the boardwalk to watch. 

We've seen them once or twice during summers past, so I was extremely excited to see them this year, since we hadn't gone down the shore once together. It was cold, so I threw on a sweatshirt jacket, and we headed to the boardwalk - with the biggest smiles on our faces. We decided to grab a bite to eat while we waited for the fireworks to start. Little did we know, that when it rains, they call off the fireworks. It had rained all day, and continued drizzling into the evening. 

We were slightly disappointed, but we weren't going to drive back home yet. Instead, we decided to make the most of it while we were there. After a delicious dinner, we decided to play a few games, and by me I mean Sal, that is until we reached the stand where they had "beer pong." You had to throw ping pong balls into liquid filled cups in order to win. I ended up winning that one, as well as the water shooting game. We won a few prizes, and it was adorable watching him try his hardest to win me a prize. Even though I ended up beating him and winning my own prizes, it was cute watching him try! 

We also entered in a raffle to win a couple of kayaks, because, hey you never know! 

Driving home that night, I couldn't help but smile. It really is the simple things in life with the one you love that makes you happy. 

Poppy's Gift to Me

As most of you know, my poppy passed away a little over a year ago. However, I am still reminded of him every single day, more now than ever before. My aunt and uncle from Florida came up to attend my graduation, as well as my party. Due to their road trip, they were able to bring things up to my family that were my poppy's. Things that we had asked they put aside for us in his house. At that time I knew exactly what I wanted - a bookcase, that I loved and he promised me he'd make for me,  and his old sewing machine. While I haven't done anything with the sewing machine [I'm waiting till I move out to add it to one of the rooms], I immediately brought the bookcase into my room and began adding my books to it.

It's an amazing sight to see, as my poppy was an incredible carpenter and handyman, always fixing things when he came up to visit, and in his own house, of course.

Every time I reach for a book, which I do often, I think of him and all the hard work and love that went into making such a beautiful piece of furniture. I am so happy that I will have this forever, something to remember him by, something to pass down to my kids.

February Date Night

Sal and I had date night a few weeks ago for Valentine's Day. We couldn't go out that night, so we planned on going out that weekend - not to celebrate Valentine's Day, but to celebrate our love [having made it to 4 years and 2 months], my internship [which will have a post of it's own], and Sal's trip to Texas for work. We had a baby shower that afternoon, and then afterwards we ran to Walmart. Unfortunately, we weren't hungry like we had planned, because we had eaten so much at the baby shower, so we went to Fine Grind, a small cafe in his town, for dessert. We met his brother and new girlfriend there, and enjoyed a quiet night, with some amazing cupcakes.

It was a cannoli cupcake, stuffed with cannoli cream - talk about a way to end a night! It was amazing, and I even shared a little with Sal, which surprised him because I never share dessert! 

I had already gotten a gift from him the weekend I was sick - he went and picked up a movie for us to watch, but not just any movie ... BREAKING DAWN.

And even though I knew he had something else planned, I didn't really know what. I was thinking it was just something small. Unbeknownst to me, he surprised me with tickets to see LUKE BRYAN AND JASON ALDEAN ON MARCH 24th! Can you believe it? I couldn't and I was way too excited when I opened them. Although I thought the gift was really for him because he's a huge country fan too, I didn't mind!

Overall, date night was pretty amazing, and that just goes to show you that us girls, we can appreciate the little things, actually it might just be a way to our heart.

On Our 4 Year Anniversary

Though I have many things to write about [so look out for future posts this week], I think I will wish my boyfriend, Sal, a Happy Anniversary! It's been 4 years since he asked me out, and I don't regret saying yes... though there are some days [kidding..]

He asked me out four years ago on a baseball field that had frozen over, a few blocks from his house. I have to admit it was rather romantic, and I guess I couldn't help but say yes. He had planned to ask me out a couple days earlier when we went to the city to see the tree, on the roof of the Top of the Rock. I was too nervous, and didn't want anything to be ruined so I told him not to ask me out then, I guess I saw it coming. I'm glad I waited it out though, it just proved to me that he really cared for me and was willing to wait, even though he wishes to this day that he had asked me out on the roof.

Although we've had our rough patches, and what couple hasn't, we have been through it all. I wouldn't change anything, because it has brought us closer, and allowed us to change with each other for the better of course.

When I first said I love you, I must admit I had no idea what love was.. having just broken up with my previous boyfriend 7 or 8 months prior, I was broken and confused. Being in a relationship wasn't all that it was hyped up to be, but maybe that was because I was in a relationship with the wrong person. Being with the right person, who loves you for you and accepts every bit of you, makes the relationship that much better. Now, with each passing day Sal has shown me what love really is, and I learn something new about him that I love. It's honestly an amazing feeling and I wouldn't trade it for anything. I guess it's like people say... "you'll just know."

I can't wait for the next few years with the boy, knowing that the future holds an engagement, wedding, and babies. He's got a hold on my heart, and I can't seem to break away, but I don't mind, as long as he protects it and cherishes it, I think I'll be okay. Not only is he my protector, but he's my best friend. He knows just what to say to make me smile or laugh when I'm feeling down or upset. He's up for any adventure I throw at him, and he even takes me on wild rides that I don't even think I'll ever be prepared for. It's as if every day opens up a brand new chapter in our book, and I can't wait to see how this story unfolds.

[2007; 2011]

Tonight we will be attending his brother's band's Christmas show, and then we will be headed into the city to see the tree and just enjoy each other's company.

12.17.07. I love you Salvatore Michael always and forever. 

Rest In Peace

Several weeks ago my grandfather had a stroke and was admitted into the hospital.

Today I am writing because he has passed away... on March 3rd, 2011. It has taken me over a week to find the words to write because I am honestly heartbroken. I also was spending a huge amount of time trying to finish midterms, while my family from Florida started flying in. 


I never knew my dad's father because he passed away when my daddy was only 12. I therefore grew up with my mom's father, my poppy. He lived in Jersey for quite sometime, until him and my grandmother retired and moved to Florida. While he was in Jersey we would spend almost everyday together, us as well as my brother. When he moved to Florida we would try and visit every summer. Sometimes it didn't work out, but most of the time we were there. 


My poppy was one of those people that I thought would be around forever. I never saw life without him. He was 78 and still playing softball. Sure he had his unhealthy habits, but he still seemed pretty healthy and strong to me. He was strong up until the morning he passed away. That morning he had a stroke, he was getting ready to go play a game of softball. Can you believe it, 78 years old and still playing the sport he passionately loved. 


I'm actually happy I didn't go down to Florida with my mom to see him in the hospital. I don't want to picture my poppy in pain, or weak. Because the man I knew him as wasn't weak, wasn't stuck to a bed night after night. The man I know him to be was a sarcastic, hysterical, brave man, who wanted to spend every second of his life on that softball field, and surrounded by friends and family. 


I know he's in a better place now; the lord knew he could never live in the hospital bed, or hooked up to all machines. His heart, mind, and soul were on that softball field, and I think he figured if he couldn't be who he was, there was no point in living any longer. I look up to him for that, not only in heaven, but as an individual. 


It's going to be hard to go to Florida and not be able to see him, it's hard enough now knowing that he's gone and there's nothing I can do to get him back. All I can hope for is that he is happy, and he's able to play softball for all eternity. 


I had a dream about him the other night. I was sitting on a bed or couch with my Uncle, my poppy's oldest son, and my poppy came to me and grabbed my hand and tried to talk to me. Of course it was muffled, and I couldn't understand what he was saying, but he seemed happy. I woke up soon after, only to slip back into a deep sleep. I then dreamed again, but this time my poppy was slowly walking towards me. As soon as he got close to me, I woke up startled. It was the morning of his services, and I somehow felt comforted. 


Rest in peace poppy; I'll see you later and we can share coffee cake like we always did <3


3.3.11 - I love you always & forever.

‎"Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy."

wild flowers.

Picked while walking, given by a sweet boy, smelled by a girl in a big world. Both smiled. 

Tonight I remember...

I remember why I fell in love with him. 

We've been arguing a lot lately. Petty little arguments, the kind in which you can't remember why you were fighting only an hour later. Yeah, it's been pretty rough. We're both to blame though. 

But tonight, things were different. 

We didn't fight. We spent the night together [as planned]. We didn't need to be doing anything extravagant, or expensive. We just hung out 'watching' the Mets game :] Then we ate; after dinner we went for a late night swim. Just floating around in the water, I could feel us bind as one. That connection that brought us together in the first place, was back instantly, even after almost 3 years. It was simply amazing. I remembered why I fell in love with him in the first place. 

He's absolutely hysterical & loads of fun. He's my best friend. We crack up at things that others just wouldn't understand. Whether it was remembering 'way back when,' getting the bugs out of the water, or dunking each other, the smiles on our face said it all. We were in love, no matter what. There was nothing that we couldn't overcome, together. We had way more than anyone, we had each other. 

Sometimes I think back on the day that my father told me [before my boyfriend and I were dating] that he could tell just by the way he was looking at me that he was in love with me. Of course it scared him, knowing that a boy had that kind of love for his lil girl, but it was also comforting to know he was going to make her happy, or at least try ;] Ha. Anyways, I felt that look upon me tonight once again. I missed it. 

 I just can't believe I let the little things in life get to me and I couldn't just enjoy him for him. 

[Picture Taken - 6.4.10]

P.S I love you - Sal, forever.

It's been awhile

Because of the strenuous amount of school work I've been bombarded with, I have been unable to blog... I know, it's rather disheartening. Luckily, I've found a few extra minutes in my day to catch all of you up on a few happenings in my life. 

Valentine's Day has come and gone. Saturday, the day before Valentine's day, I was actually kicked out of my own house because my boyfriend had a surprise for me. I came back not too much later to find this...

My new fishes in a brand new tank! I loved it!! I was so surprised and not expecting them at all. I used to have a Beta fish, from down the shore that my boyfriend won for me, but unfortunately he died over the summer. :[ I was sooo happy and surprised. My boyfriend and I decided to name them Jack and Jill! [cute, right?]

Sunday, I received these bright and early....

I, also had to work an 8-hour shift at the local supermarket in my town, which wasn't fun at all. Many people were buying last minute flowers, as well as cards and chocolate. Afterwards, my boyfriend made reservations at Churrascos, a small Argentinean restaurant, which had amazing food! After our amazing dinner together, I went back to my boyfriend's house where we ate chocolate covered strawberries and watched Friends together. Perfect way to end a perfect day. It was amazing. He thinks he always has to go above and beyond, but it's not about the material things for me, just being with him would have made me the happiest girl in the world. I love him <3

How was everyone else's Valentine's day?

Dear John...

Dear John comes out this Friday. I cannot wait to see it. I read the book a year or two ago and absolutely fell in love with the story, as well as the characters. I put myself in Savannah's shoes, and also John's. Having to leave the one you love for the army. Although it's hard to imagine that feeling, I understood the pain. 

Writing letters just to feel connected; unable to hear the other's voice, unable to touch their body, kiss their lips.

Has anybody been through this and knows what it feels like first hand? If so, please share your story of inspiration or hope. I would love to hear it. 

Will anyone be seeing the movie? I know I will! Let me know your opinions.

Love is Amazing.

Being as it's almost Valentine's Day, I've decided to post a blog all about my past Valentine's Days with my current boy :] Plus, I found these songs that made me think of romance and love - 10 Sexiest Songs In Country Music

The first Valentine's Day that we were together was February 2008. In my opinion, we had an extremely cute night out. First we went to the movies to see Definitely Maybe [one of my all time favorite romantic flicks]. It was filled with quick little kisses as we held hands the entire time :] Then he drove me home so we could exchange gifts. I put together a photo album, on Snapfish [my favorite], of pictures we had taken so far in our relationship. I also drew him a picture of a Packer's helmet [his favorite team]. To top it all off The Record had a whole page of dedications to people on Valentine's Day and I put one from me to him in there. The gifts all meant a lot to me, and even more to him. As I walked into my house this is what I walked into...

SIX DOZEN ROSES OF ALL DIFFERENT COLORS! It was absolutely amazing. We then proceeded to go out to dinner at a cute little restaurant in town. The whole night will be remembered forever.

The next year, February of 2009, held a completely different level of closeness. We were rather intimate, being together for a year and two months. He told me he had a whole night planned out for us. He told me to pack an over night bag, he picked me up from my house and told me to shut my eyes. We drove for about 20-30 minutes, until suddenly we arrived. He helped me out of his car and told me to open my eyes. It was a beautiful castle looking hotel. 

Now what's a little upsetting is that I took no pictures, therefore the picture from above is from their website. 

When we arrived, we went to their restaurant, which had amazing food and enjoyed a nice meal together. After, he told me I had to wait outside of our room. About 10-15 minutes later he came out and invited me in. When I walked in, I was speechless. I couldn't stop smiling [or blushing]. The bed was covered in red rose petals, there were candles everywhere [which we found out probably weren't supposed to be lit], and our song playing in the background. I was simply amazed to say the least, which is pretty ironic because our song is Amazed by Lonestar. We shared a romantic, intimate night together. He gave me two huge gigantic cards, a picture of a rose, and a promise ring which is absolutely gorgeous. I love him :D The funny thing is, I never saw the box, that the ring was in, on the bed. He was sitting there waiting, and I was waiting too, wondering what he was waiting for. So I kinda ruined that surprise haha. But when I opened it up, my cheeks grew hot and probably turned the brightest color red. I was absolutely speechless, again. It's amazing that he can do that to me! That night, along with the previous Valentine's Day with him will be in my memories forever. Even if there were no pictures, I remember it all so clearly. 

I cannot wait to see what he has in store this Valentine's Day :]

Tell me some of your Valentine's Day stories ! The good and the bad, I'd love to hear them!

Quotes from the classroom

I just got home from work [my amazing job working with children at a preschool - I'm one of the afternoon teachers!]. My kids seriously say the most hysterical things, and it's amazing how it makes sense to them. I usually try and think back to my days in preschool but usually come up short. I can't really remember, which kind of makes me upset. Therefore, I want to try and document what my students children learners say :] [because they are learning each and every day, not only from myself but just watching the world around them]

Today, at snack time, J [name will be kept confidential], as well as all the other children asked me a rather interesting question.

 J says, "Miss Kristyn, what was your name when you were little?"

I reply, "It was Kristyn (with a smile)."

Other children, "What was Miss S's name when she was little?"

I reply, "It was S."

They found this quite peculiar and therefore, kept asking about every other teacher that worked in the building, even the director and her husband. I answered every one quite patiently, giggling to myself. 

They had learned something new, something that didn't make sense to them before snack, but now made complete sense. 

I love teaching my children something new. It seriously is why I want to become a teacher in the first place. I want them to learn something that they will remember forever. I want to inspire them to want to learn. I want them to love learning. I myself want to learn how to become a better teacher.

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