Tender Moments

I have a sizable bruise on my arm right now. (I banged into a door handle and bruise like a peach.)

And here is the conversation the next day:

Kid: What's that? (Pokes my bruise)

Me: A bruise. And ouch!

Kid: Oh. I thought it was a tattoo.

Me: A tattoo? Of a bruise?

Kid:  You never know nowadays, Mrs. Lee. You never know.

Breakfast, err Dinner, of Champions

Yesterday, I was doing a social skills lesson about similarities and differences with our friends.

Each student stood back to back with a partner as I called out different scenarios such as "It's your turn to go down a big water slide," or "Your best friend hands you his pet snake." After each, students showed their reactions on their faces (happy, scared, excited, etc...) and then turned around to see if their partner had the same reaction or different and we discussed our feelings.

And here's how it went right at the end:

Me: Ok. Get back to back again. Here's the next one. Your mom is serving cereal for dinner.

Little Girl under her breath: Again???