but I digress.
I guess the reason I call this a problem, is because I forget that they are kids sometimes...because they like to act like they are much much older. or at least what they think older means in their definition.
so I found this on Pinterest today...and it really hit home...
I wish I could explain this to the kids in a way that made them understand...trying to figure out a way to really reach my monster class of almost 40- 4th graders. because for some reason...they all seem to be in a REALLY bad mood when they get to my room...and I mean...first of all, how bad could it be? being 10. getting to go to school and art class? I know it's not the same experience I had...but still...what happened to being nice? do unto others?
but now I'm going to go enjoy the last 20 minutes of quiet time I get...of the only 40 quiet minutes of my Thursday. and when I get home. I'm taking a big old nap. or having a drink. haven't decided yet.