Tell me what you really think.
Oh Mamacita! This is such a nice post! What nice memories you have, and how nice it was that you could watch over your children, even while you were working.
I know that your children are the most wonderful people, because look at who they have for a mother!!
PS - I've added you to my blogroll. It was WAY overdue!
*smile*
My dad was principal at my primary school which I thought was great, but my older sister was picked on by some of the boys because of that. I am sure my father loved being at our school so then he could keep an eye on us.... (I, BTW, could get away with murder!)
I took my eldest on almost every shoot I did until he was four years old. Wouldn't trade that wonderful time for anything in the world.
Unprofessinal? Perhaps, but parenting comes before professionalism.
And your kids are still just as sweet.
-G
Ah yes, the honesty of children indeed.
Nothing more beautiful than innocent children. The only thing wrong with them is that they grow up.
Christine is JUST NOW adding you to her blogroll?
She is SO 2004!
I think I may try to bring one of my kids to work if I get deployed to Iraq.
I remember that alcove. I never knew what it was for.
More reasons why you were and are my favoritest teacher ever, and why you're in the classroom every day when I'm up there.
WF
My mom took me sometimes to school when she subbed if other arrangements didn't work out (my dad worked shifts and some relatives/neighbors helped out too). I sat quietly and colored or did workbooks - I was 3/4 at the time. I don't know if she took me when I was younger.
Bless you for caring for your children and their well-being. I would cheerfully be fired for putting my child ahead of my job. There are plenty of times when I didn't and I regret every one of them.
Really enjoyed this post. Too bad about the migraines; I get them and they're awful (both my daughters have had a few--but thankfully do not seem to be plagued by them, at least not yet). Does he get any relief via Imitrex? It works well for me most times.
I've just noticed my sister's comment up higher (Melody) - she is half-right. I was given a hard time by boys, but also by girls, because my dad was the headteacher at the school we went to. In fact my dad was my grade teacher from the age of 8 to 12. I think the experience had mixed blessings: I got a great education (naturally) but I found it difficult to trust other kids because I never really knew whether they liked me for me or whether they used me to gain popularity with my father. I always felt like I was walking a tightrope. Still, I wouldn't swap my childhood for the world! 
What a beautiful post! I keep thinking that if I could only take my babies with me, I'd go back to teaching in a heartbeat.
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