So I haven't posted the crazy things that come out of the mouths of my primary kids for a few weeks. Some days they are way too out of control to write anything down. I try to remember what they say, but if I don't write it down, I just can't get it right.
But yesterday, I only had one kid in my class. Not because he was the only one at church, however. L. was there, but when his dad brought him to opening exercises, he threw a fit of terror. Seriously, tears. He clung to his dad for dear life. I expected him to calm down and come to class later, but he never showed. And E. was there for opening exercises and part of sharing time. But I couldn't get her to stop crying/ pouting the whole time, either. I don't know if someone got her parents or what, but they came and got her before class started. I was left alone with A. This is just another reason I should not be a primary teacher. I scare those poor kids.
If they only knew I feel the same. I rarely make it through a Sunday morning without at least a little nausea. I very seriously get a lump in my stomach just thinking/ dreading what's in store for me that afternoon. And there are probably only two Sundays I haven't come home in tears...yesterday being the second.
Onto better things...Out Of The Mouth Of Babes:
A: Even I got a play set with an enemy for my birf-day.
A: We never wash the van because it's big because we never wash it because it's big.
A: I had an old teacher. This [classroom] was her attic.
A: I only know how old my mom is. She's 60.......? I do not know. (She's probably in her 30's.)
Can you tell we had a hard time staying on topic yesterday? Any time I asked him a question, he took the opportunity to talk and ran with it.
I have also heard a few funny things in sharing time recently, but not from my kids.
Sis. W: What are your names? (Said to two visiting brothers.)
Visitor 1: My brother and me just changed our names.
Visitor 2: Yeah, I'm Simon.
Visitor 1: And I'm Theodore.
Sis. C: M. come up and pick a hat. (As part of a singing time activity.)
M: Don't mess up my pretty hair.
Sis H was talking about Lehi's family traveling through the wilderness and leaving so much behind.
M: I got two new purses. I would bring them. I could fit a lot of stuff in those.