I am too busy lately. The only reason Im on right now is because I volunteered to go read to Kindergartners, and as far as work knows, Im still currently doing that right now.
Speaking of which, it was freakin hilariousness. I walked in to "Dance Party" time where these little kids were breakdancing and moshing all over the room. We didn't have dance party when I was in Kindergarten =(
Seriously, these kids were striking poses and spinning around on the ground. Some kid hit his head on a desk and was screaming and crying while all these other kids were still gettin down. Total greatness. I read them "Where the Wild Things Were"...in which I brought my collectible figures from said book that my wife gave me for Christmas one year. (read sentimental value, and monetary value). I was going to put them on display and not let the kids touch them...but I chicken out and let the kids pass them around while I read, because I didnt know how else to stretch the worlds shortest story into a 30 min time span. So as Im reading I see kids fighting over them, twisting their parts, and finally... part removal. Luckily the part they removed was meant to be removed, but I didnt know that until after I was done reading. So I think I had a big vein popping out of my forehead as I read, and was yay close to screaming "It's not a tumor!". Good times.
Speaking of which, it was freakin hilariousness. I walked in to "Dance Party" time where these little kids were breakdancing and moshing all over the room. We didn't have dance party when I was in Kindergarten =(
Seriously, these kids were striking poses and spinning around on the ground. Some kid hit his head on a desk and was screaming and crying while all these other kids were still gettin down. Total greatness. I read them "Where the Wild Things Were"...in which I brought my collectible figures from said book that my wife gave me for Christmas one year. (read sentimental value, and monetary value). I was going to put them on display and not let the kids touch them...but I chicken out and let the kids pass them around while I read, because I didnt know how else to stretch the worlds shortest story into a 30 min time span. So as Im reading I see kids fighting over them, twisting their parts, and finally... part removal. Luckily the part they removed was meant to be removed, but I didnt know that until after I was done reading. So I think I had a big vein popping out of my forehead as I read, and was yay close to screaming "It's not a tumor!". Good times.