If you've read my Twitter this morning, then you already know.
But Bleu sleeps in his kennel all night--from 11:30-6 or 7 a.m. But the past two days we've put him in bed with us from 6-8 a.m. to get some more sleep.
And we do get more sleep. It's heavenly.
But that little pig is becoming a pillow hog.
Even more honesty, though, I'm worried he'll want to sleep with us all the time and stop liking this kennel. But I know if we make the pattern just for the morning and keep the night pattern the same with his kennel, he'll be fine.
You should see him jump off the bed. It's like he's saying, "I'm done sleeping. NOW, let's eat!" It's priceless.
I can't stop thinking about the shootings at NIU.
I want to say something more than "I'm sorry." Or "My heart is with them." But I don't know what to say about something so horrific.
I don't understand why that kind of violence.
My confession: More and more in my role as college instructor I'm becoming paranoid about my safety, my husband's, my students', and my colleagues.
I feel like I need to become a protector in order to be a good teacher. That scares me.
No matter what fear is not going to stop me from being the best teacher I can. If anything, I'm going to use it to empower me and appreciate my students even more.