"Mees Veronica, but I have to go Ca-Ca!"
(said by a five year old holding his crotch)
For all my that's what she said friends,
(ahem Kerrywood circle crew)
"Ronald, I don't want your juice I just want your meat!"
"Mees Veronica, since Michael Jackson is dead, who is the new King of Pop?"
Week One was fantabulous, crazy, exhausting, and has come and gone so quickly. I have found that I need to learn everything I can about Shakira and her Waka Waka song (because grades 1-5 all know it and love to sing it), that I need to learn more Italian, and that five year olds are walking oxymorons--in that they are terribly awesome creatures to work with.
And now as I look to the week to come I am so happy that it is God who arms me with strength and makes my way perfect. (2 Samuel 22:33)