HBSFRD

Picture this: 22 kids hopped up on sugar, running around giving out cards, eating candy and cookies; grapes and powdered sugar sprinkled all over the floor; pink lemonade pouring onto the carpet out of the thermos the kids can't figure out how to use... This was my afternoon. Mentor Teacher warned me special occasion days were rough... Ugh.

Oh, and my "success" with Spanish continues. The other day I taught the second graders that the first digit in a 3-digit number was a member of Santana when what I really meant es que el primer dígito de un número de tres dígitos tiene el valor de tal centenas. I referred to glue as pegamiento, and for the life of me I can't say the word "equilibrate" in either language.

I might have picked the wrong profession.

And oh, happybullshitforcedromanceday.