Photo Friday {Distinguished Coyote Award}


Last week when I picked up Noah from school his teacher pulled me aside and said she needed to talk to me about something. My first thought was, aw crap. He was always well-behaved at preschool but my brain automatically goes to the worst case scenario. Luckily, she had awesome news. She had chosen Noah as the first student to receive the “Distinguished Coyote” award from her classroom. His school mascot a coyote, just so that makes sense. In order to receive the award, students need to show excellent academic effort, citizenship and behavior. I got all the feels and got teary so she probably thinks I’m crazy know. Oh well.

We were invited to attend the assembly where he got the award. He didn’t know he was getting the award  or that we would be there so it was a fun surprise all around for him. He received a medal and has proceeded to only take it off at bedtime. He said “I didn’t know I was going to get it, then I did. I’m so happy.” And he was so proud of himself. What an encouraging, uplifting thing for a kid.

The most important thing in my life is raising my children to be kind, loving, giving, respectful, open and understanding people. I work hard everyday to instill these things in them. I try to teach through example and sometimes I fail because I’m surely not perfect. And sometimes they don’t say thank you or react with anger because they certainly aren’t perfect either. But on this day, I felt like I was doing something right with this parenting gig. Like the proof was in the pudding. My kid was chosen first out of 23 kids. Those that know me well know I’m not one to brag or draw attention to myself, I actually do everything possible to avoid such things, but I’m just so dang proud of my boy. And it helps remind me on those days where I just don’t think I can take another minute of the attitude or bickering or non-stop chatter that I am successful in raising a good human being. I’ve told myself many times this past week “remember he won the coyote award, he’s a good kid we’re just having a bad moment, don’t beat yourself up about it.”And it allows me to give myself a little grace when I lose my patience or need to go hide in the closet with a cup of coffee just so I can have a moment of silence. untitled-5
Today, and always, I’m proud of my boy. For who he is and who he’s becoming. He’s kind of the most amazing 5 year old ever.

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