Another blog post brought to you by another snow day!
|He was mainly indifferent.|
First of all, on Friday night, Dalton finally got to meet his baby buddy, Calen. Dalton and Calen were born ten weeks apart and his mom and I have taught together since 2005!
|Like everything else placed in front of him, Dalton felt this other baby needed to be in his mouth.|
We had a wild ladies brunch this past weekend. I really enjoy hosting events and requiring people to wear pajamas. Because wearing real clothes should be strictly a Monday through Friday thing. If I ever become president, I'm outlawing even that.
Make a note. Bubbles will amuse kids of all ages. I can vouch for this up to 2.5 years.
Then things really got crazy. Baltimore got hit with snow hard and fast. This is a city that shuts down for an inch, and we got like a foot. Everyone was screwed getting home, and Carolyn and Nathan got stuck with us.
We followed his good example and shared our bacon wrapped meatloaf with his mom.
|"My dad can eat more bacon than your dad."|
|Is there anything better in this world??|
|Nathan is the happiest person I've ever met.|
A direct quote from a handout in this class "If a student asks what an orgasm feels like, tell them it feels different for different people." Everyone else in class is acting like this is normal. I would rather stab myself in both eyes with a fork than discuss that in school. I want to have a very open relationship with Dalton and hope he asks me or Eric any questions he has. I just don't want to answer these questions in the classroom for other people's children. I feel comfortable bringing this up on my blog because (as I've learned) it's a Maryland state law that we teach this unit and all parents are allowed to view it at any time. The bottom line is, if you hate your job today, remember I have to say "penis" to a room full of ten year olds.
What's your "I don't get paid enough for this" moment?