moral of the story...

this morning i walked into the kindergarten class in which i had observed and helped out  for 6 hours last wednesday. as i came through the door, one little girl glanced up and then beamed at me. "miss beach!," she cried. i couldn't help beaming back.

it was that simple. a five-year-old remembering my name and using it with enthusiasm totally made my day. and i was really glad i could call her by her own name in return.

{find your own moral - there are several hiding in there, i promise.}