Monday, December 7

Come again????

I haven't been very good about blogging recently because I really haven't had anything "blog-worthy" happen to me in a while.  Until yesterday!

I am Jonathan's Sunday School teacher.  We have about 20-25 children each week, aged 3-5.  It can get pretty crazy at times, especially for just 3 teachers.  But, we do our best. 

Anyway, it was my turn to teach.  The lesson was about the Angel's message to Mary and then to Joseph.  Since Joseph was a carpenter, the book suggested that we have a little construction center set up.  I was able to locate a box of toy construction tools that Jonathan's preschool uses.  I was so excited!  So was Jonathan and Sarah (they got to play with it at the house).  It had hammers, saws, hard hats, paint brushes, safety glasses, even 2 little fake carpenters' pencils.  It was awesome.

I got it all set up on Sunday morning and found a yellow hard hat to wear. I was playing in the floor with several of the kids, when a newer child came into the class, a little bit late.  Being the wonderful teacher that I am, I decided to make him feel welcome. 
      "Hello (child's name)!" 
     
      Holding my screwdriver......

      "Want to come SCREW with me???"  

Yes- I am telling the truth.  I asked a 3 year old to screw with me!!!  Of course, my face turned red and I was a little speechless, so he went on to hammer with some other children.  I just hope that he didn't go home and tell his parents.  

Ah- me and my big mouth!

On a different note:
    I asked Jonathan tonight what he wanted for Christmas.  He said "I've already told him" (meaning the Santa that his aunt took him to see this weekend).   Wanting to make sure that his request would be granted, I needed more information.  So I asked him what he had requested.  Jonathan thought for a few minutes and then said "I don't remember".   I tried to get him to work a little harder on his memory.  He then replied, "Oh well- I guess we will just have to wait and see"  GREAT!

Note: I did ask his aunt who later informed me that Jonathan was stage struck and didn't ask for anything.  She tried to prompt him and thinks that he asked for a drum-stick.  Who knew????

1 comment:

Ms. Um... said...

Have I ever told you about the time I told a male student he was "holding up my testees?"
I'm cracking up at this post- and the fact that Jonathan wants chicken for Christmas!! :)