Things never go as I think...

So I'm going back to the world of two year olds.  I've given up the idea of teaching again, since teaching jobs are few and far between to say the least.  So I'm going back to the world of diapers, poop, boogers, and giggles.  Only this time I'm moving up to Room 6 which is strictly at least 2 year olds instead of Room 5 which is 15 monthers. 
I couldn't do it without Bebby...she keeps me sane, lets me be lazy and listens to my whining and yelling...Without Bebby I wouldn't go back. 

Things never go as I think they will...this being another huge example of the fact that things are up to God, not me...not by a long shot.