You know, it's the small joys in life.
The feel of a small hand on your back,
The other hand cupping your ear.
And the owner's voice whispering,
"There's no more soap in the bathroom".
Me, to my friend, Scott – “Today, when I came in from recess.… I really don't have to finish this story, do I?”
Scott – “No. No, you don't. But I was hoping you were going to say, 'I got out my blue mat and had milk and cookies'.”
One of my students after dropping his cookie on the floor and retrieving it: "If you say, 'God bless the germs,' it helps."
Another student - “I’m not going to be here, tomorrow. Can I use the restroom?”
::My head therein explodes like the jury member on South Park after the Chewbacca/Ewok question. Don’t act like you don’t know what I’m talking about.
Me -"How are you doing, Xavier?"
Xavier -"How are you doing, too?" :o)
Maybe you had to hear him say it.
Boo-ya! The Assistant Principle just told me (well, she told me ma, but either way) that I would make a great father.
Ladies, start faxing in your resumes! Well, I don't have a fax machine, so maybe just send it some other way. And I’m not really looking for the father thing just yet, so maybe just send a note to say hello and how nice the weather is.
The rambler ran today. There were only two small fires,
and I may have become a tad high on fumes. It was great. And a little nauseous. And loud. I think Suzy is cute. And she smiled at me today in math class. I think we're going steady. It's a good thing I was wearing my lucky Star Wars underwear. This is the best day of my life. Except there was meatloaf for lunch. Yuck.
A final note to the heedful: Never, under any circumstances, sneeze while peeing.