- Melanie Meehan
- I taught for several years at a residential school for children with emotional disabilities before staying home after the birth of my second daughter. I returned to teaching, finished my Educational Leadership program in May of 2012, and now work as our district's Writing and Social Studies Coordinator. I have always loved writing and find constant inspiration from my family. Maybe someday, I will get to see my name on the cover of a book!
Saturday, March 30, 2013
#Slice 2013: 30 of 31- Silliness to remember
For the month of March, I have been writing every day as part of the Slice of Life Challenge hosted by Ruth and Stacey at twowritingteachers.wordpress.org. My teaching-oriented posts are at tworeflectiveteachers.blogspot, while my personal posts are here.
On Friday morning, we took our four daughters into New York City to meet up with our friends from Spain. We have known the LaForas for almost thirty years and Larkin, our 16 year-old daughter lived with them for her first semester of her junior year. Needless to say, we were excited to see them.
Our day was full of hugs, laughs, stories, and adventures. Even though I had never met Cristina's two daughters, I felt like I knew them well. After all, Larkin had introduced them to me on skype so I have already had many conversations with them. Truly, technology flattens our world.
We had many silly moments, but one that I want to remember was at the restaurant. We were ten people so we took up a lot of room in a small restaurant. At the end of dinner, Larkin got especially goofy and was showing everyone how she can twist her arms around her head and reach her mouth from the opposite sides. Yes, she got our entire table to try and we were laughing, watching each other's contortions. What we didn't realize was that the tables around us were trying out Larkin's trick, as well. We were pretty entertaining, I guess.
"Oh, so you have four girls," she said to my husband. "Just wait until they're..."
She stopped in mid-sentence. "Uh-oh," she said. "How old are they?"
When my husband shared that Larkin is almost seventeen, the woman nodded and smiled empathetically.
Uh-oh, my thoughts echoed her words. Just wait isn't futuristic any more. We're there.
We left the table of women laughing and still trying to wrap their arms around their heads, as we headed for the Top of the Rock.
Enjoy your friends and families,