F is for...

Kindergirl: "Mrs. Collins, she just said a really really bad word."

Me: "Really? She did? I don't believe it. What did she say?"

Kindergirl: "THE MOTHER of ALL SWEAR WORDS!"

Me: "Really?" Not believing any of this for a second knowing who the "she" was in question.

Me: "It must be pretty bad then. Whisper it in my ear."

Kindergirl: "She said $@*%!"

Not at all what I was expecting, but she was right, it was THE mother of all swear words.

C is for...

Today one of our activities was to create sentences that tell about animals we've seen in real life.

Here are a few samplings... (names changed)

Brianna saw...

a duck.

Jimmy saw...

a skunk.

Cammy saw...

a swan.

Isabella saw...

a squirrel.

Jack saw...

a kangaroo. (umm...okay)

Mrs. Collins saw...

a coyote.

Zachary saw...

a cockroach.

N is for N...

Me: Does anyone know who that man is on the Nickel?

G: Martin Luther Washington!

R: No it isn't, it's Abraham Washington!

Me: Actually, it's Thomas Jefferson.

G and R together: Who's that?

Me: He was a president.

G: Never heard of him.

Me: I know...right!