We got all of our recesses today. And it was early out so that we could go to PTT. And discuss fascinating stuff as always. It's never not fascinating.
Even though we got all our recesses, it was still pretty hot. So, as usual, I hosed my kids down after every recess.
I feel it wakes everyone up.
And you can get your stress out if you need to. Not on anyone in particular, per se, but it's not my fault if the kink comes out of the hose at an opportune time. (insert shoulder shrug)
Aw, well, you know I'm just joshing you.
I don't really hose them down. I just spray them. With a spray bottle.
Every day after recess, I hear, "Will you spray us? Are you gonna spray us? Can you spray me? Do you have the spray?"
Spray, spray, spray. If only the spray bottle held a magic mist that sprayed genius-ness or quiet-ness or any sort of -ness I might need at that time. If kids don't want to be sprayed, they know that they are supposed to go around and behind me. On occasion, I accidentally spray the back of their heads, but that's just because I'm being thorough. Really.
This year, my identical twin boys (that are related to a famous person) have started a new trend.
They hold their noses when I spray them. As if we're swimming. Or jumping off the diving board.
I mean, it makes sense, right?
Got to hold that nose, don't you know. And now a couple of my girls are doing it. Because if the identical twins are doing it, by all means. Let's all do it. It's the new trend. It's totally possible that mist might really get up their nose. I'm sure it's just precaution and that they're not really afraid of drowning or anything. (I don't get it AT ALL because I have never been the type of swimmer that holds her nose.)
Just had to share.
I know I mentioned that DJ Inkers offers commercial licenses now.
Anyone can get one. You just have to pay the moo-lah.
So I took three of my Language Arts projects, beefed them up a little, (I have a vegetarian option if you need it) and bundled them together. They are on sale at my TpT kiosk if you're interested.
I'm kind of partial to them. Mainly because I love DJ Inkers clipart and I used a big variety from all of my cds. And also because each set has 30 cards of each now which is my class size at the moment. Holding strong and steady. I could get two more, but I scoff at that. Scoff. Snort. Whatever.
(Especially when I read that Jennifer over at First Grade Blue Skies only has 13 kids. THIRTEEN. That's all. That's not even ONE LINE in my class. That is only two table groups in my class with one extra desk. Are you kidding me? The jealousy I feel cannot be expressed. Not without a lot of sobbing and crying and snot.)
This new pack is on sale right now over at my TpT kiosk. I'll keep it on sale for a week, let's say. Unless I forget and then it will be on sale for longer.
And that's all I've got. Except I can't believe the RHoNJ - Joe is a big, fat cheater. And Teresa has officially lost her mind. And Aviva on the RHoNY was a bit angry, don't you think? And lastly, I can't believe the twist on Bachelor Pad and that Michael got sent home. Waaaa. He definitely charmed me so everything Erica Rose said went right over my head.
Well, I need to write sub plans for a training that I have to go to on Friday. Can you say Common Core has FINALLY arrived?