The hardest part about working with kids is that sometimes they are disappointed.
And then this disappoints me.
Tonight my kids worked so hard and then lost in the end, and I've spent the last 3 hours wondering where I could have made it different. In the grand scheme, it's not a great big deal, but on a day like today, I just needed a win.
My only success is that when some other kids talked a bunch of noise, my little hot heads held their tongue and took the high road for probably the first. time. ever.
In my game, that's called a "moral victory". In more ways than one, I suppose.