...of my kids. Not MY kids, but you know - the kids at school. Today a class come in & a little boy who caused more than his fair share of trouble last year, reached into his pocket & pulled out a note for me. A few minutes later he asked if I had read the note yet - I told him I'd read it after class. This is what it said:Apparently he likes me now. :) The class after that came in & another little one brought me a hand full of orange paper snowflakes that he had made. So cute. So we put them up on the front board for all to see.
I love my job.