tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15932919.post7864495281828800085..comments2024-03-26T07:07:14.304-07:00Comments on Teacher Tom: Setting Sail: Why We Take Field TripsTeacher Tomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14606781724784785338noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15932919.post-88483851010055032222009-08-05T09:36:52.232-07:002009-08-05T09:36:52.232-07:00So right Tom...we do this over and over again I am...So right Tom...we do this over and over again I am now learning. The first field trip Ella took without me will forever be etched in my mind. I was kind of freaking out on the inside, but trying to maintain my composure on the outside for sure. Growing up is hard for moms and dads! But, I must say I feel relief and pride when I see my kiddo confident and independent....ah the dichotomies of parenthood.jaimeephttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05164531070018243746noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15932919.post-81470659916702458352009-08-04T08:47:19.861-07:002009-08-04T08:47:19.861-07:00Man, I'm sorry to hear that. It's hard on ...Man, I'm sorry to hear that. It's hard on everyone. Learning is hard! >:/Teacher Tomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14606781724784785338noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15932919.post-27296837633599179552009-08-03T23:52:54.062-07:002009-08-03T23:52:54.062-07:00Good timing, this post. I just bonvoyaged my 3.5 y...Good timing, this post. I just bonvoyaged my 3.5 year old on a "field trip" of sorts this morning. I dropped him at his first story drama class at Seattle Children's Theatre. When I picked him up his teachers told me he cried off and on throughout the one hour class which of course BROKE MY HEART. Not sure what will break my heart more, though. Knowing that he missed me, needed me as an anchor, or facing that time that I know is coming when he doesn't need me (that intensely) any more. Either way, I hope tomorrow will be a better day for him (and for me). I think it will be.dv.x.3https://www.blogger.com/profile/17097937663389205624noreply@blogger.com