And then I went to school.
And here's how my day went down:
1. I picked the students up from the playground in the morning to hear one of my little rascals say, "Did you get my mom's email?" Noooooo, I thought, followed by oh no, what did I do now? Turns out that said student was battling constipation and could I allow said student to use the restroom whenever necessary, as well as take as much time as needed?
Er, um, . . . well, how does one respond to that email? Did you try some Mucilax? Or fiber?
2. I picked the students up from the playground at first recess to discover one rambunctious boy was "accidentally" hit in the eye with a ball and he said he had blurry vision. Well, considering he is rambunctious and loud and talks all the time, I thought it prudent to send him to the nurse immediately.
3. I picked the students up from the playground at lunch time to find out that my one little girl who had been absent during the morning due to a TOOTH EXTRACTION had returned, and she couldn't get over the fact that the left side of her mouth was numb. "Do I look funny? I feel funny. Am I puffy? Do I look weird? Can you tell that I can't feel my cheek? Look at me. Do you see the numb part? Do I look strange?"
No, but you sound funny.
4. I decided NOT to pick my kids up from the playground at last recess.
Alright, alright, I did.
My teacher friends talked me into it. They reminded me I needed my paycheck to pay for all of Murphie's treats and
I finally picked the students up from the playground at last recess to find one student in tears because she had drawn a beautiful picture (instead of playing) and everyone was trying to take a peek at it, and she didn't want them to, and it really really really (whine a little as you read this) really really really hurt her feelings.
I may have told her to draw an ugly picture next time and then no one would want to see it . . .
So there you have it.
In a nutshell.
How was your day?