another day, another child crying...

Today started off kind of rocky. It started out with a little girl in my class in tears because she thought she was late, and didn't get to say goodbye to her mom. That happens surprisingly often. Then there are other kids who don't want anything to do with their parents dropping them off. One of my boys kept turning around and yelling at his dad "go away! go away!" I said that it was just his dad making sure that he got in ok and being a good parent, and to that Liam said, "yeah, but if he just stands there all day, he's wasting all his time!" Oh, to have the perception of a little one again!!

I decided that today we were going to crack down on the talking. As in, no talking during quiet time. I even threatened with time outs. One boy in particular who was talking tried to threaten me back. He said "my mom said that if I get another time out, I am going to have to go to another school!" Like that was going to stop me? One less trouble maker is what I say!!

Ryan and I went to bible study last night. Ok, hold on, let me back the story train up just a bit. Ryan headed home after school, and I stayed a little later to get some work done. This means that we did not meet at the station and ride the last bit together, but that he went home and Megan and I travelled together as per usual. When we got to the station, Megan said that she needed to go to the grocery store, and so we parted ways and I went home. After Ryan and I had eaten dinner, we were watching an episode of Dark Angel (whoot!!) when we heard a calling from downstairs. It was Megan, calling us to help her because somehow she had gotten her key stuck in the door. Let me explain something...You may have remembered last blog, me talking about how stubborn our door was and how hard it was to get in? Well, there are actually two doors. One we use all the time, and the other we never use because it is a pain in the butt. Megan couldn't get the one door open that we usually use, so she stuck her key in the other one. To no one's surprise, the key wouldn't come out of the door. At first I thought maybe we could just leave it in, since no one could steal it, and lock the door from the inside. We soon discovered that you could still unlock the door with they key stuck, so that was no longer an option. Finally (after much discussion between Ryan and Megan about what the best course of action was) I called a locksmith. Long story short, Megan had to pay 85 pounds to get her key out (for those of you who are converting, that's $170). Sucks to be her is all I said!! Ok, so anyway, Ryan and I left her there to deal with they key situation and we went to bible study and prayer meeting at Salem Baptist. On our way there it was drizzling just a little bit. Nothing to cry over. By the time we got out, it was POURING rain. Of course we only have one umbrella here (silly Canadians) and we had to try and share it. Needless to say, we both ended up soaked at the end of our walk home.

I'm out of battery power...I'll have to continue this later!!!

Love you all!