I had the wonderful treat of skipping class for a few hours on Friday morning. Two visitors taught my class as I wondered around observing other classrooms. I came back to the classroom to give a spelling test and take my kids to recess. When we got outside, three of my girls hung on to me for dear life. Yes, they had fun with their substitutes. Yes, they laughed a lot. After a few more answers, assuring me that I had left my class in good hands, Fernande hugged me even tighter. "I missed your hugs me this morning." And truthfully, I missed their hugs me, too.