School has started, and my internet time has come to a screeching halt. I'm working with children that are much younger than I am used to, and I'll be honest, I'm struggling a bit. I love my job, and the kids are really precious, but they are not as fun as pre-teens. And they cry a lot. And tattle. And they are way down there - so short!
Today, one of the school lunch choices was pizza. A teeny, tiny pixy-like girl came into the room, saw the pizza listed as a choice, put her hands on her tiny hips and said "But Obama said no more pizza!"
I thought that was pretty darn cute. But then, a teeny, tiny boy with no teeth pipes up and says "Yeah, but he's on vacation in Brazil right now, so it's ok. He'll never know."