More Odds and Ends

So apparently I am not the worst teacher in history, as I thought after losing little M. I spoke with my principal, little's Ms great aunt, who told me that little's M's grandmother was not angry with me, but with little M. In fact, my principal said that it wasn't a big deal and that I should "chalk it up to experience." To say that I am relieved is the understatement of the year. I still know that she was my responsibility and that the fault remains with me, but I am now extending grace to myself as others have to me.

Now that I am in a lighter mood, I wanted to share with you a funny store about Crazy M's antics. We were riding back from Rapid and I was laying down on the seat, my eyes closed, wishing the day was over. I felt M touching me, but as to not encourage her, I said nothing. Finally, her giggles were too much and I peeked open an eye. I saw M with a giant smile on her face, gesturing towards my legs. I discovered that she had literally covered my body with stickers she had gotten from her Happy Meal. There were stickers on my jeans, my shoes, my ankles, my ears, etc. I actually found a sticker I missed in my hair just this morning. She was so proud of herself. What a crazy kid she is.