Really Tony?

Tony is going to be the death of me. He is, quite literally kicking my pahookie! OH yeah! I think I'm kind of partial to yoga... I like it, a lot. I am the furthest thing from flexible, but it's relaxing... which is odd because it's usually the non-flexible ones such as myself that find it least relaxing. Hmmmmmm.

I have such a funny story. Well, funny and sad, I guess it would depend. Josh, who is one of my old home room students visited our class today and for some reason he is always causing problems with every one of the other kids. He's either jumping on someones back, or pulling hair, or punching someones face, or... if you are Paul, another student in my homeroom, you will periodically get pantsed. Anyways, so today we were standing in line, and I was trying to enforce a STRAIGHT line (which is nearly impossible with these children because they cannot focus. Attention spans of about 10 seconds tops, all around) and Josh was at the front of the line, with Paul right behind him. I was just standing at the front with my hands folded just waiting for them to maybe notice me standing there when Josh... with both his hands grabs Paul's waistband and drops his pants! Now, this is not the only time this has happened, so I don't know why it was such a shocker, but I was totally shocked. My initial response, I laughed really hard, inside. It was absolutely hysterical but then I saw how sad Paul was and it kind of broke my heart. Poor Paul. The interesting thing was, he didn't even react right away to pull his pants up. He just sat there for a second with this face... just looking at Josh as if to say, "Really. Really Josh?... Awesome." Then he bent down, pulled them up and just looked at him. His face was more of a irritated angry by this point, not so much sad. Aw. Poor Paul.

We have a vacation coming up. Pray the mail comes tomorrow.