For most of this past year I had a very intense, life-consuming job that cost me a lot of the smaller moments in my children's lives. I still tried to be home for dinner (even if it meant the kids had a delayed bedtime) and I tried hard not to spend too many weekend hours catching up on work I hadn't finished during the week. But the little "extras" - the bake sales, the class trips - were not to be. Until now, that is. A new, less insane job has freed up more hours in my week and made me available for some of those moments.
That’s why I really wanted to be a “mystery reader” in my five-year-old’s kindergarten class this month. Every Friday, someone shows up at school to read a story to the class – it could be a mom or dad, an older sibling, anyone special to one of the students. It’s a 10-minute appearance that the kids look forward to all week, as they wonder who this week’s mystery reader will be.
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