Me: {Reading Clement C. Moore's The Night Before Christmas}
"His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;"
L: WHAT?!? Santa smokes????
2007-
Me: You can't believe everything you hear or read...
C: Well, I know aliens exist... I saw it on youtube.
2008-
Me: Now remember- Cones and spheres are three dimensional geometric shapes. Now what vocabulary words did we learn in math today?
S: THE CONE OF FEAR!
L: No! Cones and spears!
2009-
{Class room working completely quietly and engaged in what they are doing}
C: {from across the room} Ben, you rock.
B: Well, everybody rocks.
M: {even further across the room and completely serious} Yeah, except for Satan. He doesn't.
2007-
Me: You can't believe everything you hear or read...
C: Well, I know aliens exist... I saw it on youtube.
2008-
Me: Now remember- Cones and spheres are three dimensional geometric shapes. Now what vocabulary words did we learn in math today?
S: THE CONE OF FEAR!
L: No! Cones and spears!
2009-
{Class room working completely quietly and engaged in what they are doing}
C: {from across the room} Ben, you rock.
B: Well, everybody rocks.
M: {even further across the room and completely serious} Yeah, except for Satan. He doesn't.
