What?!

After only four hours of sleep, spending a long day with crazy first graders is less than ideal. I almost fell asleep while I was reading a picture book to them today. Seriously.

Also, worth it.

Yesterday, though, really was such a great day (even before Mumford invaded my soul). For some reason, the kids were just so much better. They came in and got to work quietly, they wrote in near silence for ten whole minutes, and the day just wasn't as much of a battle as usual. Which made me realize - it has so little to do with me. I can do the exact same things, tow the same lines, set the same tone, but it's ultimately up to them how the day is going to go. Sometimes they're in control, sometimes they're so very far out of it. Yesterday just happened to be a good day. And then today was not so much.

They've been saying some of the most bizarre things though. Here are some examples of what my daily conversations look like:

Presley: "Rylyn is being sexy at me!"
Me: "Excuse me, what?"
Presley: "She's being mean to me."
Me: "Yeah, that's not what that means."

(Don't worry - the misuse of sexy came up again, and I actually addressed it today and then explained that we don't use that word.)

Kid from another class at recess: "Do you know what I just did?"
Me: "What did you just do?"
Kid: "I asked for rain."

Two of my girls came up to me to tell me that Nathan said something, but they didn't want to repeat it, so I went over to ask Nathan what he said.
Nathan - "I said I want to get pimples on my butt."

WHAT?!?!?