Just finished a week of teaching combined with parent/teacher conferences. Yes, I am exhausted.
As I met with parents this week, I was reminded of my own parent/teacher conference when my younger daughter was in 2nd grade.
For whatever reason I had difficulty getting pregnant that second time. My daughter used to ask me stories and I would tell her she was always in my heart but I had trouble getting her into my belly. She knew we went to a special doctor in New York City for help.
At the conference her teacher shared a story. Another parent had come in for a birthday celebration and was talking about living in NYC. My daughter's hand went up and when she was called on she proudly announced, "I was conceived in New York City!"
We all had a good laugh. That was a memorable parent/teacher conference.