Baking Soda

Today we made VOLCANOS! The kids were so excited about this. They'd been waiting all week. We first made the volcano out of sand clay that dries as hard as a rock. The volcano was shaped around a film container. The little black ones you get your rolls of film in. Then they decorated them and then we went outside to have them errupt. Well, really it's just baking soda and vinegar colored red. So when I was going down the line each kid asked me what that powder was that I was putting in. When I told them baking soda they all asked things like, "can you eat it?" I answered all their quesitons until I got to the last kid, Diego. Instead of asking a question he said, "One time we mixed water and baking soda because my bum itched so much." All I could say was, "Wow, that sounds like your mommy really knows what she's doing!"

Over the Limit

Today in class Cooper said that he had to go potty and so I told him to go and to remember to shut the door.  He was gone for a while (little kids are really slow going to the bathroom on their own).  Then he walks into the door of the class, wearing only his undies.  He yells out to the class, "I'm wearing my new underwear!"  Everybody could see and was checking out his new underwear so I said, "That's great Bob the Builder underwear, now you should go and put your shorts back on."  Little kids are so excited about cool undies.  It's pretty cute.

Here are some more!

Ollie
Justina

Again both girls.    I feel worse for Ollie, but Justina makes me think it may have come from her father/grandfather's name.  They are best friends and the cutest little girls, but man those names are weird.

Sad Story

Today in class a little boy I was helping turned to me and said, "My mommy says my daddy moved away and isn't coming back."  I said, "What do you mean?"  He said, "Daddy had to go and he wont come back."  I wanted to cry!  I don't know why his dad has left, (divorce? death?) but either way I felt so bad for him. 

Indecent Exposure

Today, while I was in class, a little girl fell off the chair she was sitting in and hit her head.  She was really hurt and crying uncontrollably.  While trying to get the rest of the class to do something so I could help her I picked her up.  I was carrying her out of the class to check her head and everything when she gave me a hug and was sobbing on my shoulder.  Just as I turned to tell the rest of the class to keep coloring, her hand accidently went right down the front of my shirt!  It pulled it out and all of the sudden the whole class was flashed a glimpse of my bra!  Yeah, it was great.  Nobody has personal space with three year old children. 

Creative Kisses

It happened again today! This happened to me once last year and I thought it was a once in a lifetime experience. I was wrong.

Today, at the end of one of my classes one of my little kids was leaving. He ran up behind me to say good bye and he wrapped his arms around my legs at his height and gave me a hug and a kiss. Now if you know how tall these small children are I'm sure you've already figured out where the kiss landed. Right on my bum! Yes, I was kissed on the bum today. Don't you wish you had a job where people were kissing your bum?

Another time (this was last week) a little boy was leaving and his mom was trying to get him to say thank you and goodbye. She kept saying, "What do you say?" This has happened to him in many situations and he didn't quite know what to do. Instead of saying the intended response he just blew me a kiss. Like that's the customary thing to do when you're leaving. It was so cute!

When Walls Attack

First off let me say I'm sorry for not updating this in a while. I've been kinda busy with stuff lately and haven't even gotten on the computer. There have been tons of cute stuff happening, but I just haven't written any of them down. So I thought I'd take a second and write one.

I was in pait potpourri (the title of one of my classes) and I was leaning down to tape something to the floor. My hand slid down the door post and I got a HUGE sliver from the wall. I had to go get it out because it was so big and rather painful. I went down to the office while I had another lady working there cover for me. My director could only find a sewing machine needle (as far as needles goes they're pretty big) to get this log sized sliver out of my finger. It hurt, but I was ok. I went back up to class with a band-aid on my bleeding finger. One of the little boys noticed it and asked why I now had a band-aid. I told him it was because I wasn't careful and the wall hurt my finger. Well, for the rest of the day I could get NONE of my children to even touch the walls. They didn't know how it could hurt them, but they still didn't want to risk it. It was so cute!

BUGS!

This has been the most tiring week I've ever had working. My "BUGS!" class is also my most tiring class I've ever taught this week. I have ten 4 year old boys in that class. That is probably all I need to say about being tired. But let me just give you an idea of how hard it is to try and corral ten 4 year old boys for an hour. I've learned that anything can be a weapon. A plastic sandwich bag can be a weapon. I know you don't believe me. You are probably asking yourself how is a plastic sandwich bag a weapon? Well, if inside it is your fist and you are telling the boy next to you that it is really a rocket launcher, then it is a weapon. Clothespins (now this is an easy one to see) are grenades. I spend most of my time trying to keep them from killing each other. Then while they are fighting with each other this evil thought pops into my head saying, "if I did just let them at it and they killed one of the children, at least that would be one less I had to wrangle down!"

But here's something kinda cute that they do. Wile they color their projects one of them will yell out, "Hoity Toity!" Or something else that means absolutely NOTHING. Then another one will ask, "Who said 'Hoity Toity'?" Then the first little boy will say he said it and then the whole class will errupt in laughter. They laugh like this is possibly the funniest thing they will ever hear in their entire life. This was kinda cute the first time, but after a half an hour of this, I mean really.

Sorry most of this post was complaining. But honestly this class made me want my first child to be a girl. I'm afraid that if I had a boy like the ones in this class I may not want to have another child and I think that would be sad. If I have a girl then I can be easily broken into being a parent and then I could handle four year old boys.