You won’t believe what happened in my classroom!
I’ve been teaching kindergarten this week (a BLAST. Kids are hilarious. Did you know God has a girlfriend? Learned that this week. Also, with a hundred dollars you could by a lot of cars. And strawberry yogurt mixed with chocolate milk “tastes like vanilla!”. These kids teach me a lot.) and it seems that every year on St Patrick’s day a leprechaun comes and visits the classroom!
He even left paper towels all over the bathroom. “Mrs L he’s killing the trees!”
That darn leprechaun!
That darn leprechaun! He’s tricky I tell you.
My day was spent hearing “Mrs L! Mrs L! Guess what else the leprechaun did!!!”
I emerged from kindergarten with a slitting headache, a bag full of crayon pictures, a kiss on the cheek from a 5 year old boy and green paint all over my arms.
Then I made the mistake of mentioning soda bread to my husband. Because what you should do after leprechaun wrangling all day is bake.
And for dessert?