tales from comanche.

"my chips are lapped" -aidyn, kindergartner. (my lips are chapped)

"how much do you like about it?" -kaiya, kindergartner.

me: "joey, you're in this group because you're smart. don't you want to be smart?"
joey: "not really"
(joey-with-a-mullet once ran square into a door and has also tied his shoe to his desk.)

anna: "i have a mexican on my tummy"
me: "um, what? how about you show me what you mean."
(go into the bathroom, she lifts up her shirt to show me a tiny little birth mark.)
anna: "see, i'm half mexican!"
(anna is completely white.)



my heart is in this job. these run ins are a definite perk.