I'm heading to summer school this morning. I'm subbing for a teacher (I won't admit she's an old STUDENT of mine) who is out for the week.
Remember last summer? I am hoping that I smile as often as I did then. (And I will surely see some fabulous shoes...)
This was one of my favorites...
Our friend Abe ran into summer school this morning SO excited about his weekend trip.
"Mrs. Smythe, I was in NEW YORK CITY! Did you remember?"
"Yes, I did! How was the trip?"
He proceeded to tell us about the "very" boats, going to the top of the Emfire State Building, and the amazing hotel they stayed in.
"We stayed in a fancy hotel. It was super fancy!"
"So, Abe, was the the best part of the trip?" I asked, as is recommended in the teacher handbook.
"You wanna know the best part? I didn't even have to wipe my butt. The whole time! There was a little shower for your butt in the bathroom. It was the coolest thing ever."
