so the way my day is scheduled at work is that i’m the closer, meaning that from 4:30 to 6 i’m the only teacher in the room with up to seven toddlers. i have taken to reminding my kids that “ms. [mischief] is not an octopus, i only have two hands” during this portion of the day, but bless their hearts, they’re two years old, they’re developmentally incapable of retaining that information.
so i’m changing child a’s diaper and child b wants my help with something, idk, getting clothes on a baby doll or whatever. in theory, the kids aren’t supposed to bring materials into the diapering area, b/c germs, but again, two year olds. still working on memory retention.
so this is like the fifth time in two minutes child b has wandered over and it’s the end of the day and i’m maybe a little stressed out so on time number five of being interrupted by a plaintive toddler holding out a baby doll in the direction of my glove-covered hands, i finally snap.
“[child b],” i say, in my most patient teacher voice, “i am helping [child a] with their diaper right now. i will help you with the baby when i am done. i can’t do two things at once, so can you please step out of the diapering area and wait for like, a hot second?”
and that’s how one of my two year olds spent the rest of the day toddling around the room cheerfully repeating “hot second! hot second!” to himself over and over and over again.
moment of appreciation for the fact that matt came up with a sea shanty & then sang it TWICE in front of his friends & all the people watching like that takes serious guts
I want you to reblog this if you believe that two people can be very close and physically affectionate with one another, but still have a completely nonsexual, non-romantic relationship.
Even if the two people in question are capable of being sexually or romantically attracted to one another.
Because the friendship I share with someone I consider family in a way that transcends blood has been typecast as a romantic relationship ENTIRELY too many times, and I’m beginning to get sick of it.
Non-sexual, non-romantic physical affection is a thing, people.
Yeah I’ve had like a million people think that my best friend and I are dating. Like no, mate, he’s just my best friend and excuse me if I walk through the hallways at school holding his hand because he’s having a bad day (anxiety wise) or if I have my arm around his waist because he’s super light headed and hasn’t eaten anything except for lifesavers mints (it happens more often than you might think lol).
I have no idea when humankind started confusing intimacy with sex/romance but it would be awesome if we could stop.
Overdressed & Underappreciated 