most days i have lots of patience of the kiddos in my class,
most days i can laugh about what happens,
most days i can take a moment and collect my thoughts,
most days i love my job
today for the most part i loved my job
but there were
three
different
little
moments
when a child stuck their tongue out at me
i
was
not
too
happy
the other day i had somewhere i had to be after school so the presidents went to a friends house.
Gus had to ride the bus with my friends son, as we were talking about it that morning and working out details she said to me
"mom, i may have to hold his hand, so no one runs me over"
i told her " you won't need to do that no one will run you over"
her response, "mom, it's not a boyfriend girlfriend thing, it's just to be safe"
silly Gus
teaching the first day of kindergarten is a lot like child birth, if you could remember how painful it really is you'd never do it again
my cousin posted this classified that she found on facebook, I'm so baffled by it I really don't know what to think
hello,my name is Benita Coffey and i am 24 yrs old.i am looking for a loving home for my baby boy.he is 3 months old and a quite guy for every body's liking.i am giving him out because i can't afford to take very good care of him and for the love i have for him,i have decided to get him a loving home where he will be spoiled with love and care.i will like a loving and caring couple of different sex or same sex. thanks
this is the link
OH.....
look in Gus's mouth and what do you see?
A GREAT BIG HOLE where are tooth use to be
well she wiggled it and jiggled it, until in wiggle free
now there's a window when she smiles at ME!!!
it's true, well kinda
last night about 2:00 am I was walking through a school parking lot and passes four teenage boys, all standing outside their car, i kept walking though i had a nagging feeling something bad was going to happen, I knew these boys by the way i've taught two of them and the other two i've taught their little sisters. so i got to my car and they started to yell my name, then ran at me.
They were yelling, swinging a bat, one of them had a crowbar. I tried to get in my car and shut the door but they got to me too fast, i don't remember the details of the fight, other then i text 911, which was weird, then i called 911, they kept beating me. i was fighting back but who am i kidding i'm no match for four teenage boys ( i learned that when i came home from college and my little brother picked me up and carried me in the house.)
anyhow long story short we ended up at the police station, 3 of the boys got away one did not and i was too frazzled to remember the others names. I felt fine until I looked in the mirror and saw my MESSED-UP face, i also had several bruises all over, my left foot was the worst, i can't believe i could walk with it as bad as it was.
anyhow, by 4am i was whole again other then the undaunting thought of four teenage boys actually beating me up in a school parking lot. saddest part- i don't even have any bruises to prove my story
duct tape is cool all by itself
it doesn't need help in being the
most awesome thing ever invented. But ya have to admit this gives it an extra something!
Duct tape
ham and cheese
barfing
food stamps
marshmallows
noodle-a-roni soup
pillow fights
snickers (ouch)
shingles
jaws of life
red robin... YUMMMMMM
photo booths
i've heard that 10,000 times
pathetic
