Last Thursday, I was real nervous. My kids were quiet. They were either staring into space or looking at the floor or acting like they hated their life. Great. I must be reeeeeal boring. Was I wearing Anna's infinity scarf the wrong way? Were they too embarassed to look at me because of it?
That damn scarf. I tried 3x to put it on and had broken a sweat by the time it was said and done. The first time, I basically choked myself. The second and third times, there was this "extra loop" that I ended up just hiding under another layer.
Thank goodness for Friday. I finally figured out the scarf (yes, I wore it 2 days in a row), and my kids were much more alive. Or normal. I think they were just normal. I don't think my Thursday kids were normal. The orange blonde on Friday is beauuuuutiful. I want to ask her who her trainer is. Or her hair stylist. Or where she tans...every day.
I'm excited to get back in the groove of teaching. I actually think I'll have to teach, for real, this year. All of my kids are juniors, and half of each class has never taken a writing class even though they're journalism students. It took me half the semester last time to figure that out. I was dumbfounded. At least I know what to expect...
In other news, yep, Ali. Ali is pretending to potty train herself. She says "sit on the potty" and sits there till she goes. She throws a fit when I get impatient and try to get her off too soon (like before 5 minutes is up). She doesn't go every time, but she's definitely figuring it out...
I am NOT potty training her. I think potty training is the WORST of the good habits to teach kids. I mean it's beneficial and necessary, but I HATE it more than anything else. I'm leaving it up to Zoey to make sure Ali gets it.
Leaving you with a good one...maybe when I gather my thoughts on this one, I'll blog about it.
You said damn.
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