One of my seven-year-olds asked me yesterday if I had any babies.
No, I don't have a husband yet so I don't have any babies.
You know, you don't need a husband to have a baby!
You're right. But I'm just waiting to do it that way anyway.
I was wearing that shirt I'm wearing in that picture over there -->
One of the five-year-old twins ran up to me and put her hand on my chest.
YOU'RE WEARING A SPEECH BUBBLE
Her dad said, You don't have kids of your own, do you?
I said, No, but I like it this way. With my temporary Saturday children.
We practiced Where the Wild Things Are, but everyone fought over who got to "be" the ocean. If you're the ocean, you get to hold this big shimmery blue cape in the air and make waves. I guess this is the coolest part of the play for them, even cooler than being a wild thing. There are only four girls in that class so I have to play a tree as well as the narrator, to help out.