Kids Are Strange
I have been wearing skirts to school these past few days so that my scabby knee can air out and move more freely.
So this morning I have all my kids sitting on the carpet. I am standing at the front of the room counting down from ten to get everyone ready for the math lesson, when all of a sudden I feel 'poke' on my knee.
I look down and here is one of my kids fixated on my battered knee, which is just visible beneath the hem of my skirt. And at sitting-kid eye level no less. I guess the temptation of my injury overwhelmed the 'keep your hands to yourself' policy.
*shakes head*
So this morning I have all my kids sitting on the carpet. I am standing at the front of the room counting down from ten to get everyone ready for the math lesson, when all of a sudden I feel 'poke' on my knee.
I look down and here is one of my kids fixated on my battered knee, which is just visible beneath the hem of my skirt. And at sitting-kid eye level no less. I guess the temptation of my injury overwhelmed the 'keep your hands to yourself' policy.
*shakes head*
posted by Going Somewhere @ 10:40 am
2 Comments:
At 9:42 pm, September 29, 2005,
Just Say No said…
Did you banish the kid to the corner?
At 4:29 am, September 30, 2005,
Anonymous said…
kids are fascinated with injuries, be glad you didn't need stitches, cuz they would all have wanted to go with you when you need to have them taken out!
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