Kid J2: Dream on, Drama Queen. (Said to me when I asked him not to push other kids at recess)
Kid A3: (whispering to other kids) She drinks Diet Coke so that she won't hit us.*
Me: Why do you think Leonardo DaVinci wrote from right to left instead of left to right which is how we write?
Kid J: Because he had 5 fingers on his left hand?
Kid A1: You call it fun, I call it torture!
Kid J: Will you please make me cry so that I don't have to go to the assembly?
Kid J: You cannot correct me because I am right always!
*I have not, nor will I ever hit children! For some reason this kid associates my mood with whether or not I have had my Diet Coke for the day. I can neither confirm nor deny that my level of frustration depends on Diet Coke.
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