I hope this comes across as well as I want it to. Some background:
1. It’s parent-teacher conference time at school. I am a little tired, so no drawing for this story.
2. I haven’t been sleeping terribly well lately due to the cats. 4 a.m. is giant-paw-on-the-face time. Seriously, Ralph, back off.
3. This morning I woke up with a headache, and we had a walking field trip in the rather cold weather, So I put on a bright shining brave face and was as sunny and cheerful as possible.
Now here’s the story: Once we got back to school I was a little fuzzy headed, and sat quietly during lunchtime. The children however were amped up and busy. Brycen sat across from me and ate very little as he wiggled around in his chair. Near the end of lunch he said, “Mrs. Sommerer, there’s something wrong with the lights.”
“Great,” I thought to myself. “One more thing I have to do afterwards – change lightbulbs.”
Then Brycen told me, “They keep going off and on. Watch.” and – dead serious -he went blink blink blink blink.
It was everything I could do not to bust a gut. “Yes. Yes, they do.” I calmly responded. No reason to burst his bubble.
Thanks Brycen, for helping my head feel better.