clay and fergie

i played with clay thismorning at hope academy... we made snowmen. and the boy i worked with quickly realized that if he did something spectacular, i'd still give him a high five (his reinforcement for being patient or using good eye contact... etc) .. even if he had goopy clay hands. soooo by the end of art class, i had clay all over me. the situation made me think of the potter. and goopy high fives with God?

"Turn yourself around like a piece of clay and say to the Lord: I am clay, and you, Lord, are the Potter. Make of me what you will."
St. John of Avila

me: "alright, bud.. i have to go to class!"

boy: ::awkward side hug:: "ms. bridgette... you're..."

::pause::

me: "i'm what?"

boy: "you're... fergalicious."

he said it so lovingly. it was sweet.

job interview tomorrow to be an aba line therapist for the winter - how crazy! working with the wee ones, too... so fun :)

two papers to write, prep for open house saturday, weekend program friday night.. i think i'm going to collapse on saturday. just fall over and sleep until sunday. yep, i think thats my plan.

gnite!