OK, so that brings a lot of things to mind, but what I'm talking about is ♥♥♥♥♥ Pandora ♥♥♥♥♥
OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG!!
OK, 'nuff said. Moving on. . .
Tonight I taught the 5-8 year old class for the first time since last schoolyear. What a blast! I've missed teaching that group, but I had forgotten just how much fun it really is. When they're that age, they are way impressed by ANYTHING you do. Case in point, tonight I was explaining the Dodgeball variation at the end of class and whistled with my fingers to get their attention. You'd think I'd shown them I could fly or something. ^_^ They try hard, too, because they still want to impress you at this age. One stern word or look is usually enough to quell any goofing off, and a smile or spoken word of acknowledgement or praise makes them work twice as hard. I love being able to help them learn new stuff, to see their faces when the proverbial light goes on, to be there when they overcome a hurdle they've been pushing against. Ahhh, happiness. It's good to be back.