Welcome back to the classroom, Melicity. My babies are germy and I think I am a germ-magnet. My head is starting to hurt, my eyes are watering, and my throat is scratchy.
Sigh. Sorry to be a whiner.
An update to the "Speshul Snowflake" (thanks, Jen, for that!):
Friday I got a message to call "Grandmama" and boy, did I get an earful. Including, and I quote, "You give too much homework and don't forget, I pay your salary."
Not only that, she has been in education far longer than I have and it is obvious to her that I don't have any children.
Really nice. Classy, even.
Oh. And ours isn't the only private school out there. She just may take Speshul Snowflake somewhere else.
Cue my innermost thoughts: Well, madame, there is the door. Don't let it hit you where they good Lord spilt you.
Not that I said that. I like my job too much to do that.
I did; however, think it.
One more thing:
Cough, cough. Sneeze, Sneeze.