I told my first graders yesterday that I would not be back at SBA next year because I am moving to Atlanta. They were very interested in what school I would be teaching at in Atlanta. When I told them I am still looking for a teaching job one of my precious kiddos said, "Miss Kenimer, you should just work at Publix!" 
They clearly have faith in my ability to find another teaching job.


My favorite response of the day to this discussion was, "You have to come visit all the time Miss Kenimer because you are my favorite teacher ever!" (=

One of my sweet first graders comes in from the playground today with the saddest look on his face and tells me his tummy hurts. I ask him if maybe he ate too much of his cupcake(that we had for  a birthday treat) and then played soccer too hard. After resting his head on his desk for a little I decide to send him to the office to rest and check his temp. He comes back before he has time to get to the office to report to me he suddenly feels much better. At first I thought he just did not want to miss out on working on his campaign for social studies (something the kids are all very excited about this week). He responds, "No, Miss Kenimer I really do feel better I think I just had to fart!"
I'm just glad he farted on his way to the office and not in my room (=