This Tuesday: Places Frogs Should Not Be and Kids Say the Darndest Things

First, may I just say that this day has gone by super quickly? I am not complaining even a little bit, because I will get to eat faster. I have this craving for spicy food right now. Spicy food and Korean food, but the only way I'm getting Korean food is back in Philly so I'll just have to settle for now. No lie, the first weekend that I'm back at Penn I'm taking Melanie and we're just going to eat our way across campus. I'm talking Koreana, Ocean Harbor, Pod. So many places and so little time, but because it is Melanie we will eat at all of those places in one day and then she will drag me out to get something else. I cannot wait. Anyway, today has been a good work day. My kids have been extra lovable and even the twins have been quite good today.

Places Frogs Should Not Be:

Everything was fine and dandy as I helped some of my fours put on their sunscreen and told them to wait by the door. Our classroom has one door that leads to the rest of the building and one door that leads to the playground. My kids are clustered by the door, being kids, whatever. I open the door and start my little speech about holding the railing and not pushing (those steps are freaking dangerous-looking, no lie), and that's when I see something...dangling...I took a closer look and this is what I saw.

THERE SHOULD NOT BE A FROG THERE, and I guess God thought the same thing when He terminated its existence. Ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, etc. I cannot even believe that I took that picture. I feel so unclean. Mrs. Bridgers and Miss Lupi tried to take pictures on their phones, but I accidentally screwed up Mrs. Bridgers' and Lupi forgot to save hers. Who cares? Who wants to save that memory anyway? I wouldn't bother posting it except it's already been seared into my brain, and I relished the opportunity to unleash the image on the world. After we brought our kids in, Mrs. Bridgers started reading them a story involving animals, in which the mother animal commands her children to do something, and they do it. Example: "Quack!" said their mother. "We quack!" said her three. And they quacked on the river that lead to the sea. Or some such business resembling that. There was a part about a frog, and Mrs. Bridgers started laughing as she read, just remembering that awful crushed amphibian. The best part was the book. "Croak!" said the mother. "We croak!" said her frogs. For those of you who are slower on the uptake, croak=die and dead=that frog you just saw up there. Heh heh heh. Ewwwwwwww.

Kids Say the Darndest Things:

After Mrs. Bridgers finished reading to the kids, she got them to make animals noises, name their favorite animals, etc. Then she started asking, what do dogs eat? What do cats eat? and so on. Obviously we're hearing the standard, "Bones" "fish" "bread" stuff, but then she asks what lions eat, to which little Shreya responded, "FLESH! They eat smaller animals!"

FLEEEESSSSHHHHH!!!

Hahahahaahahaha, zomgosh.