Got a note this week from one of my students that said, “Dear Ms. G, You have superpowers! Give us some!”
I think the only superpower I have might be my ability to keep a straight face when I’m surrounded by this coming out of adorable 6 year olds all day.
“Do you want to smell my head? The barber made it smell like candy.”
“I wish I had some leather so elves would make me shoes.”
“I didn’t mean to lick them. My tongue was just hanging out when they walked by.”
“Can you call me Cowgirl instead of my name?”
“I want an ice cream cone for a hat too.”