Temptation

This week we have been learning about Jesus being tempted by the devil...very important to understand this story!

My students have been
         OBSESSED
    with the word temptation.

Some awesome quotes include:

"The devil came into my heart
         and tempted me to hit A-Couple-Other-Colors,
    I swear, I didn't want to do it."

"The devil came into my heart
       and made me say mean words to my parents."

Clearly we are viewing temptation more as
           demon possession.
    But for a preschool understanding,
             we'll take it.

Well you can understand the laughter that ensued with this quote:

"Miss Crazy Young Preschool Teacher,
        the devil came into my heart,
             and told me to mess up my house.
      And I didn't even hear him say it,
               but I did it anyways."

Well....there ya go.

Rhyming Troubles

As preschoolers,
    we are always SO PROUD of ourselves
           when we finally figure out rhyming.

As a teacher, it is my job to encourage rhyming
        even if they are using nonsense words.

So today,
            as we were rhyming
                             in the BATHROOM
      I was excited to hear things like

"Davy, lavy."

Or

"Miss, Liss"

It was a great teacher moment,
        until we had a rhyming mishap
   the kind of mishap where we THINK
           we are using a nonsense word,
                      but not quite.

"Glasses, Asses."

Whoop...there it is.
     The moment that I as a teacher,
Had to control the laughter.

It's Just NOT Ready

Gotta love preschool conversations...

Especially BATHROOM preschool conversations.

This week I had one very epic bathroom preschool conversation.

A-Couple-Other-Colors was in the bathroom, clearly pooping...
        why do I say clearly...
                cuz the grunting was loud enough to be uncomfortable
         for everyone, including all other boys in the bathroom.

Well, believe me, was I ever SHOCKED
     when A-Couple-Other-Colors screams

                 I mean screams

     from the stall.
"Miss Crazy Young Preschool Teacher, it won't come out."

Now under my job description are things like loving, caring, patient, teacher,
   nowhere does it say, pooping explanations necessary.

Well, no matter, it needed to happen.

So I began,
          "A-Couple-Other-Colors, sometimes
        its just not ready to come out
                and if you keep trying
          your tummy will just get hurt.
                So sometimes you just have to stop trying,
 and when it's ready, it will come out."

Needless to say, my advice was okay,
      because he came out of the stall
          after wiping of course
      and did NOT have an accident.

Apparently,
    it was just not ready to come out.