Mondays

 We had an assembly, I had recess duty, we have no prep time on Monday.  I had to rush home to make cookies for YEN, which we had last night.*

Mondays may just do me in, especially Mondays like yesterday where I wore shoes that hurt my feet by about mid morning.  (They are shoes I typically wear to church and they are very comfortable for church--teaching 3rd grade is not like church.  Silly Thelma.)

I have some smarties in my class.  I have some cuties.  I have some social butterflies.

We have an ongoing tic tac toe game going, me against them.  They get an x if they are being angelic and I get an o if they are not.

I won last year ONE time all year.

I won yesterday.  One boy (one of the chatty ones) started crying because it meant extra math worksheets.

Those are the breaks, kid.

I snapped a picture of the pictures in the hall for my mom and sisters.

I love these people.

Camie told me that the photographer and people who printed the pictures couldn't stop laughing.  

I don't know.  Maybe being around children all day changes people.

Yesterday when I was walking my class to lunch a lost looking kindergartner was heading into the 4th grade hall with his lunch tray. 

"Hey, where are you going?" I asked.

He said, "I can't find my classroom."

"They aren't there, they are at lunch."  He insisted, so I found his classroom, which was locked.

That didn't stop him from throwing all his weight into trying to push the door open.  (It's a pull door.). He dropped part of his lunch and my very concerned students, who looked like they were watching a train wreck, bent over to pick up his stuff.  We got him upright and I held his shoulder and propelled him forward.  

I said, "You need to go back to the lunchroom and dump your tray."

He said, "But where is the lunchroom?"

I said, "It's where you got the food."

I had him dump his tray and sent him outside where all the other kindergartners already were.

I saw the kindergarten teachers and told them, adding that they were saints, every one.

His teacher said, "I think I knew who it was...."

I said, "Super blonde boy?"

She said, "Yep."

Matt told me that I needed to be checking Google Chat.  I promised him I was never going to log into gmail during the day.  He said, "You could get it on your phone."

I said, "Can someone who is 51 get it on their phone?"

He said it was an app and I know how to do that, so I now have Google Chat.

Mondays.  

We'll make it.

*YEN was so great!  The women ended up at one table and the men ended up at one table and none of us were sad about it.  I love having a friend group that is in the exact same stage of life as I am!