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.