I love GGEAP days. They make me smile. Big time.<\/p>\n

Ever since last year when Samuel was in kindergarten, he began to get creative with his answer to the age-old parental question, “How was school today?” At first it was, “Good.” He never could really tell me why <\/em>it was good, it just was. Near the end of last year, he began to answer, “Great”. He began first grade this year, and started up again with the report of “Great” for how school went. <\/p>\n

He changed it up a little and would revert back to saying “Good” if he got in trouble. The discipline in his classroom is color-oriented. Green is the best. Yellow is a warning. Red is Stop and\u00a0Think (aka time-out). I don’t remember the colors after that, but then it goes to getting a note sent home, then a\u00a0visit to the principal’s office.\u00a0He would report “Good” if he got a warning.\u00a0“Great” meant he didn’t even get a warning. If he got a stop and think though, that would be “Bad”. That’s only happened I think twice.<\/p>\n

Then he added another change to routine. Instead of “Good” or “Great”, the answer I received one day was “Excellent!” I loved it because it was more like “Exewent”. That stuck for a while until his internal thesaurus expanded a little more. The next adjective was “Awesome”. I didn’t even have to ask the question. He’d get off the bus saying, “Awesome!” Then, “Awesome” wasn’t the best descriptor, so he changed it yet again to “Perfect”. <\/p>\n

Last week, he decided none of those could really stand alone and still describe how well his day went, so he would say them all\u00a0in order, “Good, great, excellent, awesome, perfect!” That’s when I came up with “GGEAP”. Actually, at first, I said it was “GGREAP” and said it like “grape”. As we were telling Kyle about it at dinner that they both had a “GGREAP” day, we gave the descriptions for the acronym. Kyle wanted to know what word the “R” stood for. <\/p>\n

Oops.<\/p>\n

Back to “GGEAP” we went, pronounced, “GEEP” with a hard “G”. Now, he comes off the bus happy and excited to report he had a “GGEAP” day. Most of the time. Sometimes he comes home and he doesn’t talk at all until later, and he gives his report of the day out of the blue. <\/p>\n

We have “GGEAP” days here at home too – after school, or on the weekends. “GGEAP” days to me means a few or all of the following: no meltdowns or tantrums, good communication, eye contact, eating the food I give him instead of complaining, laughing and playing with his brothers and with me and Kyle, cuddle time where words are not necessary, random words of love and that sweet smile with those bright eyes that let me hug and smooch him as much as I want. Days like that are rare\u00a0when every adjective in the acronym is completely fulfilled in tandem: Good. Great. Excellent. Awesome. Perfect. But they do come in the blessings of God’s amazing grace, and those are the days I look forward to every morning. If today wasn’t a “GGEAP” day, maybe tomorrow will be. Or the day after. But sooner or later, I know it’s coming!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I love GGEAP days. They make me smile. Big time. Ever since last year when Samuel was in kindergarten, he began to get creative with his answer to the age-old parental question, “How was school today?” At first it was, “Good.” He never could really tell me why it was good, it just was. Near […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"yoast_head":"\n