Proud

I am almost always proud of my kids, except when they are acting like butt heads, but there are times when I am more proud than others.  I often find myself realizing they may be better people than I am.  Bri has had two teachers be not so nice to her and the other 7th grade pep band students this year.  They just think it's a huge inconvenience to have over half of their students missing from their class every other day.  Now, all these teacher have to do is hand over lesson plans to another teacher who is teaching these kids.  Anyway, several remarks have been made about the pep band students.  I have even spoken to the principal about them, which I have NEVER done.  This week is teacher appreciation week at her school and we were in the car one morning planning what to get each teacher. We knew what we wanted to get the majority of them and I was leaving out these two teachers.  She looked at me and said, "Mom we have to be the better, bigger person here.  We need to get them something for teacher appreciation."  So, I did, I got them Target gift cards, but I didn't want to.  It's one of those moments that I realized she is much kinder than her mother.