The past several days have been full--I attended a national conference along with over 20 people who work as administrators or teacher leaders in our district. Husband is one of them. He's the principal at an elementary near mine, and served on a panel at the conference. But that's not the real story.
Husband's school won an award! A big one--his building is one of 4 in the nation named a School of Promise by the Milken Foundation. They had no advance warning and no hints this was going to happen, so it was pretty dramatic. I had a feeling this was going to happen, and not just because I am married to an amazing man who happens to be an amazing administrator. I knew it because the work begin done at that school is impressive. When they announced the name of the school (the first one announced--yee haw!), I jumped to my feet along with the rest of the group from our district, screaming and cheering and clapping. But a small part of me wanted to holler, "I told you so!"
This is huge (I should think of a more impressive word, because this is really, really big). I am so proud of him and his leadership team and the rest of the staff at his school. They don't have an easy road, and have not always had the best press. They have worked hard to turn things around for the kids at their school and it feels so good to see them get recognized for it.
I am simply and profoundly proud of him.