second graders say . . .

As many of you may already know, I've been helping teach the second grade sunday school class at my church. I got so lucky. Second grade is by far the best age of kids to work with. They're old enough to comprehend most things, but still young enough to say absolutely amazing, adorable, and hilarious things.

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On this particular weekend, the middle-schoolers were away on a trip with the youth group. The leader asked the young Sunday Schoolers if they had any older siblings, and if they knew what they were doing this weekend. One child produced the answer:

"I'm pretty sure it has something to do with the war in Canada."

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While playing a game similar to a watered-down version of charades, one guess at the identity of an actor was:

 "Are you Michael Jackson?!"

The correct answer was sandwich.

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While learning about John the Baptist, it was mentioned that John spent time in the wilderness. One of the teachers posed the question: "Why do you think John came back from the wilderness?" One child posed the explanation:

"He ran out of cream cheese."

In the Cold, Cold Night - Cover of the White Stripes

Remember when I told you I was going to try to record that White Stripes cover, but my parents told me to be quiet?

Well, I tried again.

However......... I accidentally only recorded video... No sound.......




But I do look good. http://myfacewhen.com/9/




So I made you a video collage of my failure. Enjoy.
(I hope you like the faces I make whenever I mess up.)

( To make the silence less awkward, I recommend playing this in the background. That's what it would've sounded like... )

Oh, and since you can't actually hear me: I sounded awesome. It's such a bummer that it didn't record correctly...

Geological Time Scale Worksheet

I bet Mrs. Appleby had a fun time grading this paper.
:)

Links to better quality images:

geological time scale 1 (1).jpg

geological time scale 2 (1).jpg

A True Story:

So, um.
Today.
In the car.
Emmie and I were sitting there talking as we usually do on the car ride home (mostly nonsense of course).
And suddenly.
I had a panic attack.


Because I felt that I had forgotten my ears.
So I checked.
And they were still there.
I sighed, relieved.



And Emmie looked at me like I was nuts.
(A look that I'm quite used to.)

I explained to her matter-of-factly:
"I thought that I had forgotten my ears.
But it's okay.
Because I didn't."
I then pointed to my ears.

Emmie continued to look at me.
In a sort of worried way.

It took me a minute to realize that none of what I had just said had made any sense at all.