the darndest things

My kindergarteners say the cutest things sometimes....

Today an angelic looking blondie with the personality of a butterfly (sweet but fluttery) bumped into the side of my desk and accidentally knocked a few things off.  "Oh no, Miss G!" she exclaimed.  "I spilled all the papercraps on the floor!"   "It's alright, sweetie,"  I told her, "just make sure you pick up all those papercraps." 

The afternoon class has it rough.  M has to get on the bus right after lunch and then take the sleepy, bumpy ride all the way to school and then fight for a good place in line to walk in to the building.  Then there's the hustle and bustle of picking the best place for his name tag... and not to mention that there's some foul play recently.  And, the "milk switcher" struck again today!  After M. used  his name tag to pick his kawk-it milk, the devious milk switcher moved M.'s tag to the (horrors!!!) white milk side!  Tragedy! This is sad enough but only insurmountable when combined with loosing his turn for being the line leader; some kind of mix up about who was pushing whom and his teacher has this awful rule about both kids having to go to the back of the line.  So when the afternoon slump hit him during the most boring part of all: calendar (ugh!)... he could not help but just rest his chin in his hands and hope that she did not see him.  No such luck-- of course she saw him.  Stinking teacher sees everything! Unless you really need her to be watching-- the milk switcher she misses-- jeez.  Miss G asks him, "M, what's wrong?"   "Nufin, Miss Boop.  My head is dust too ty-awd to stand up by itself."


And those aren't even my best ones.... just the ones suitable for television.  :)