First, you take the peanut butter...

Things that happened in the first grade class yesterday...

I overheard this conversation:

Little Girl #1: "Emily! Guess what??"
Little Girl #2: "What?"
#1: "I just got to read with MS. H.!!!!"
#2: "No way, that's so cool!"
#1: "I didn't even have to ask her, just she knew I was an excellent reader so she wanted to hear me read!"
#2: "You're so lucky...sigh"

(Don't worry...I prompty read with girl #2, who is also an excellent reader...haha)

On the playground, one of the little girls comes up to me and says...
Ms. H. what are you gonna have for lunch?
Me: Well, I don't know yet.
Her: Are you gonna go eat in the teacher's special room?
Me: Maybe, I'm not sure yet...
Her: You know what you should do? You should have a PBJ!!!!! Have you ever had one? They're AWESOME.
Me: Oh yes, I've had those, they're pretty good.
Her: They are so good, let me tell you how to make one so you can have one for lunch. First you take the peanut butter....

Thus proceeded and incredibly detailed instruction on making a PBJ. She refused to believe that I had eaten one before...how could I possibly understand the intricacies of this delicacy!?! She is clearly the expert:)

One of the cutest little boys in the world came up to me to ask me a question. However, I happened to be leaning over another student's desk, so when he came up behind me and grabbed my side, it was very ticklish! I proceeded to jump and yelp a little bit....which of course, was the funniest thing in the whole world to this little boy. He was very happy with himself that he scared me and kept trying to get me again later...Fortunately I was prepared and could head those little hands off at the pass....he's gonna be a ladies man in 10 years!

In the middle of "circle time" while all the students were sitting quietly and discussing their non-fiction magazine articles, I looked up. Across the circle from me, one of the troublemakers was sitting with upside-down aviator sunglasses on his face...just chillin. I laughed aloud, until I caught myself. He saw me laugh and then for the rest of the day kept sneaking to put the glasses on whenever I came near his desk...until the teacher took them away.

Kids are so funny. They give me a lot of joy...even the troublemakers!

No big boys allowed

Today I sat at Panera Bread Co. eating a delicious sandwich and doing some homework, here's a conversation I overhead...

Dad: Ok, let's visit the little boys' room.
Son: Yeah, there it is! *he points*
Dad: Ok, go on in (follows his son)
Son: No dad, this room is ONLY for little boys!

Happy Mother's Day

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Thanks for callin it how you see it Mom, you're the best.

Does he know what worried means?

Last week in Sunday school, one of my darling pupils - Jonah - cut his finger open. He threw a huge fit, if you remember, jumping and screaming and flinging blood all about. Today, while making Mother's day cards, he leans over to me and says...

Jonah: Look teacher! My finger is all better!!!
Me: I'm so glad buddy, I was worried about you last week.
Jonah: I know teacher! I was really worried about you too!


Cute.

Also today, he told me that my mom was not as good as his mom (on the mother's day theme) because his mom's name starts with a D, and mine doesn't. I said that my dad's name starts with D, and he said no, cuz that's a mom's name only.....

My poor dad!

:)

Filthy!

I'm here at my #1-study-location-(Starbucks), and I just overheard this little interaction:

Mom: No, you can't have any coffee.
Little Boy (probably 3 years old): Pleeeeeeeease, Pleeeeeeeeeeease, Pleeeeeeeeease
Mom: Nope.
Boy: But I love coffee!
Mom: Here, smell my coffee cup.
Boy: Ew, it smells dirty!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Please Don't Chop My Baby!

This week while listening to a young boy read, I stopped him briefly to see if he was understanding what he read...We paused at the word "alley." He wasn't sure of the definition, but the boy next to him was, he said "It's kinda like a trailer park!"

hmmm....

Second, the entire group was attempting to define the word "press," here's what they came up with:

...to have a baby
...something you chop onions with

Someone's been watching infomercials I think!

A Mediocre Post, Truth be Told

The title says it all, I didn't have any great stories this week! That was truly unfortunate. Here's a few mildly amusing stories and one scary one...

The 1st grade students were given a "prize" of gummi bears for completing the longest list of words...One of the girls licked her bears, stuck them together, and said, "Look they're kissing....they're on their honeymoon!"

Another fun day with learning to make inferences. Infer is the big word right now, as the teacher reads a chapter book (gasp! so exciting) the students are supposed to infer what new words mean...Here are their thoughts on the word "infant" -
-a guest
-scared!
-friends
-when you go swimming in a hole...
Don't let these kids babysit!

That's all for funny stories folks, but I did have a sobering moment yesterday. After having taught the preK Sunday school class I was chatting with a mother who came to pick up her child. All of the sudden the worst kind of shrieking started happening behind me....a little 4 year old boys was screaming and crying and flinging his hand around. He turned bright red and just kept screaming. No matter how much coaxing I did, I couldn't get him to stop, calm down, or let me see the wound! All the while he screamed, and flung blood EVERYWHERE, including a generous spattering on my face. For a while he let me hold him but he still wouldn't stop crying or let me see his hand. He wouldn't let me clean it off or even put on a bandaid, he just wanted to scream! Ok, I realize all you parents are just laughing right now because this is probably normal, but it was scary for me! Finally, his mom came but he wouldn't let her see it either! She just held him for what seemed like forever until he let her put a bandaid on. It turned out to be a little scratch that just bled a lot because it was on his finger. Here's the kicker - I have no idea how he hurt himself! All the toys in the room are soft and the room is specifically set up for little kids. I asked his sister who was a witness to all this and she said he cut it on the wall. Huh?!? I looked all around the room to see what he could have cut himself on but it remains a mystery :S Needless to say, it was a rough morning...working with kids is so much fun, but it definitely has its scary moments!