I love saying thanks. It's just good. When I used to teach, my favorite gifts included: a red rose (fake flower) that still is in my pencil tray at home, some Santa salt and pepper shakers (only brought out at Christmas) and on a field trip one day, a sandwich. E's mom sent him a sandwich and made me one as well. I thought it was the sweetest gesture ever. Still do.
The end of school is here and I decided to make the teachers a spice rub for meat. I use spice rubs a lot and thought regardless of dietary choices, none of these ladies are vegetarians as far as I know, so this should work well. I asked which teachers should get one and I was told their class teachers, their helper teachers, the PE and music teacher. Sounds good to me. This morning the boys helped me pass them out. Neat moment.
I actually got choked up when we gave the jar to the PE teacher because she was genuinely surprised and touched that we thought of her. I kept my tears at bay (go me!) and had one of those neat moments when we got home. I called my mom and thanked her for teaching me to say thanks. I'm passing it on to my sons and it really is a neat thing.
I even got to use my label maker for this project! Happy days!
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