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Secrets to the Best Teacher Gift Ideas, Straight from a Teacher!

I was browsing Pinterest the other day and came across several pins claiming to offer the best teacher gift ideas. It’s nearing the end of the school year after all, so ’tis the season! A few caught my eye, especially one claiming to have the inside scoop on gifts “teachers really want,” so I clicked over. My eyes widened as I read over the list of suggested gifts—they were the exact items I would put on a “gifts teachers don’t want” list, and I would know, since I’ve been a high school humanities teacher for over a decade! So that’s what we’re going to talk about today: The Secrets to the Best Teacher Gifts for Any Teacher. And we’ll tackle it “Do”s and “Don’t”s style! (General suggestions in the “Do”s and “Don’t”s section, specific more of this and less of this below that if you want to scroll further down.)

The Secrets to the Very Best Teacher Gifts, a Dos and Don'ts guide! Great teacher gift ideas for male and female teachers.

Caveat: Teacher gifts are by no means a requirement. No teacher will think less of you or your student if don’t give them a gift, and hopefully they’d be happy to receive any gift you have a mind to give them. But if you’re thinking of getting a gift for your kid’s teacher and aren’t sure what to do, I hope this helps!

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This Post Is Full of Vomit. Also: Love Makes Us Brave

This post is full of vomit, and I don’t mean word-vomit. Vomit and love. Consider yourselves warned.

 

This Post Is Full of Vomit. Consider yourselves warned! A mom life tale from the trenches about vomit how love makes us brave. Thriverguide.com

By Tuesday of this week I was ready to be done. ThriverBabe had kept us up for a good chunk of the night, restlessly tossing and turning and sitting up and crying for no reason we could discern. I got us both ready for the day, dropped him off at daycare, and went to teach my classes. By the time I finished teaching, pumping, picking my son up from daycare, and driving home, I was personally past the point of running on empty. There weren’t even any fumes left in my tank. Here’s the text message I sent to my husband:

This Post Is Full of Vomit. Consider yourselves warned! A mom life tale from the trenches about vomit how love makes us brave. Thriverguide.com

 

My sweet husband came through for us as promised, but he even went above and beyond. He staggered through the door an hour later, laden with heavy bags of cat food and our Chipotle supper. But hooked over one finger was another white bag with a familiar black and white checkerboard logo…

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