So here's something you don't ever expect to come out of the mouth of a 6-year old boy…
We were walking back from the post office today, on what was a bright, sunny day, and one of my little darling boys looks at me and says, "Teacher, I'm hot. I'm wearing black underwear and I'm really, really hot."
Er, um, well…am I on Candid Camera…again?!
(And while we're on the subject of clothes and, well, heat...the other day we were walking to the computer lab and another one of my darling little boys tugs at his very fancy sweater vest and says, "I'm hot. My mom doesn't care about me being hot...she just cares about me looking nice.")
One of the best things about working with kids, folks? They truly have no idea just how funny they are.