Do I miss it?

This morning I had the opportunity to substitute teach half-day for a Math teacher at a Junior High School.  One thing is for sure...substitute teaching isn't nearly as fun as having your own classroom.  Of course it's much easier...there's no planning needed.  You just show up and follow the directions left by the teacher. 

This is the first time I've subbed since having Michael. (My good friend Kimmy has been asking me to sub for her for ages but I haven't been able to...hopefully someday soon I will)  Anyway, I realized today that I do miss it.  I miss being in front of a classroom and seeing the light go on as students figure things out...I miss helping students develop a love for learning and being a part of them gaining the necessary skills to become lifelong learners.  The neatest thing about "missing" all of that is realizing that I have the opportunity to do all those things every single day with my son...I get to watch him figure things out for himself every day.  I get to play with him, and read to him, and sing to him, and go on walks with him, and I get to teach him.  So even though teaching a classroom of students is fun and rewarding, I wouldn't trade the opportunity I have to be home with Michael for anything in the world.  He is such a joy in my life and I feel privileged that my Heavenly Father trusted me to nurture and care for him on this earth.    

Michael continues to get more and more fun each and every day.  This week he officially "graduated" from the army crawl and moved on to the full on hands and knees crawl.  He finds it rather amusing when I get down on my hands and knees with him...He climbs on and walks along everything he possibly can-including me-and is tumbling and crashing less and less.  He lets me read to him and will now sit still in my lap as I do.  He gives me hugs, pats on the back, open mouth kisses and super huge smiles.  I sure do love my Michael...