I spent most of today trying to re-direct Frank.
First, I spent the better part of morning meeting explaining to him why talking about guns, hunting, shooting animals, eating road-kill and how people freezing to death in the winter were not appropriate things to be sharing with your fellow FIVE-YEAR OLDS.
Then, I had to interrogate him during free play in front of the (scared) six other boys he was playing with until I finally managed to get him to admit that he was talking about bringing in his NERF gun for tomorrow’s show and tell, and not his REAL gun. And yes, he was just kidding when he said there were guns in his backpack. He meant to "thay GUM."
Finally, during math time Alicia informed me that Frank told her and her best friend Kat that he was going to kiss BOTH of them in the coat closet at the end of the day. (You know Mrs. Smythe, he really, really likes me.) It took ten minutes of valuable math center time to convince Frank that he was NOT to be kissing the girls, and truth be told they were not his girlfriends at ALL if they hadn’t agreed to be his girlfriends. In the end he just decided to break up with them.
And on a final note to Mother Nature, the teachers in the free world would like to thank for not only throwing in a full moon one day before Christmas break, but adding the lunar eclipse.