(If you are confused, read yesterday's post.)
I work in a preschool class one day per week. I don't have to do any planning. I simply show up and do as I'm told.
The teacher in my room was telling me about a craft she had started with the kids and we were going to finish yesterday.
Basically, each of the kids cut out previously-traced leaves, then the teacher wrote what each child was thankful for. Yesterday, we were making faces and adding arms and legs to the leaves.
The teacher then held up an example.
I simply laughed and said, "Did you mean to make them all boys?"
Perhaps it was because I have boys.
Maybe it was because I had a certain something on the brain from yesterday's post.
Or I'm just immature.
Regardless, with each one we finished, I laughed harder and harder. Which made the teacher laugh harder and harder.
Honestly though, wouldn't you?
The teacher's plan was to hang these leaf people on the wall next to some turkeys the kids had made, but no way were we going to be able to put these up.
"Have no fear!" I cried.
"I know how to fix this!"
Pun totally intended.
Have a lovely day!