Another day of subbing, another day of sending a child home.
Not even kidding. Same child. Still no chairs aimed at me, so we’re good. (Classmates writing notebooks thrown to the floor? Lots of that. Crayon boxes scattered all over the floor? Check. Smacking the most Eyore-esque child during calendar? Awesome.)
Wanna know a secret? Teachers have a code. If you hear a teacher ask another one “is your friend here today?” or say “I saw your little friend down in the office” what they really mean is “so is that devil child gone today so we can have some peace in the building?” and “I saw the child with issues from your class is getting suspended again”.
I had a lot of teachers ask about my “friend” today. And tell me about the “friends” in their class
Other than that the kids were awesome though. Had a blast. We did math, we wrote in our journals, we colored. Great day.
Lunch was a flatout with hummus, spinach, and chicken
Plus fruit, yogurt, nuts, and water. Totally didn’t eat the nuts or the yogurt. Whoops.
Now I’m tackling this
(This is the room without a name. It’s getting pretty much all our books. The fiance said it could be called the library. But isn’t that kinda pretentious? Opinions please)
I already found this gem
Birthday gift back in the day
It has little quotes from the books to go with each recipe. I thought it was possibly the coolest thing ever when I got it.
I always loved food from books. I remember going through a huge peppermint ice cream phase because that’s what Samantha had at her birthday.