thanks d&d.

I had the cutest surprise today--my mommy and daddy sent me flowers :) 

i was in the middle of a lesson, when my class phone rang. my para answered it and said, miss.smidt, it's for you. so, slightly concerned, i went to the phone. on the other end i hear, "is there something you're not telling us? who are YOU? do you have a boyfriend? a boyfriend that would send you roses, sunflowers and carnations?!" after she was done giggling, the secretary told me that i had a delivery that was going to be made in the next few minutes.  thanks, mom and dad for the beautiful arrangement.

day three was great! the literacy coaches for the district stopped into my room and complimented me on my management and my lesson. i was so nervous about their visit, i was truly relieved to hear positive feedback. two girls came today that hadn't yet, but i lost two on my roster. so my class count is down to 17. this is fairly normal, i am told. the enrollment fluctuates quite often, that is why as a district we try to stay on schedule with our lessons--for the students who go from one school to the next.
i had my first school lunch today, we are allowed 20 free meals per year. i punched my first hole on the punchcard for homemade pizza, 3 baby carrots and a scoop of diced pears... oh! and a chocolate milk. it was free, so i will not leave any complaints :)
on an airy note, i had to have the "fart" talk today with the kids. someone farted and the person sitting next to him felt the need to make a big deal of it. as i lectured them about farts, i couldn't help but think of both sides of my extended family, and what they wouldn't give to see/hear me give a talk about letting farts go and not making a big deal about them (i am a firm believer that farts are HILARIOUS no matter what the situation or age). however, i was able to keep my composure (maybe i'm an adult afterall) and even made them raise their hand if they had ever farted before. man oh man, i thought my para was going to die from smothered laughter.
i received a "smoky the bear" lapel pin from one of my kids. when he gave it to me he said, "here you go miss. smidt. sorry for barfing. you can keep that (the pin)." ahh, the perks of teaching primary grades.

congrats to my mom, the master gardener! i guess she won yard of the month, or something like that. it pays off to have brown knees and a sweaty ponytail all summer long :)