This Is Not A List

This is not a list, this is a documentary of important happenings in my life lately. 
                      
Thing One ~ Sunshiny weather and the-return-of-the-horrible-hayfever.

Thing Two ~ Dru's home and lots of happy times playing with babies and talking.

Thing Three ~ We moved NBCC to the Northwoods Church and split into two classes. It went wonderfully, other than one of the girls being sick, coming anyways, and then having to be taken home early.

Thing Four ~ I've been hearing about lots of new dating couples, and it's startling to realize that the people who are dating are my peers, goodness!!!

Thing Five ~ Teaching (still) Enjoying It (still). I had a lovely brainstorm today, I want to take DJ and Gin over to Minong and show them the fire tower and the river and my Dad's machine and take them out for icecream sometime before school lets out. We shall see if it actually happens.
 DJ informed me today that if I taught his class in VBS he'd actually stay for the last day. This after stating emphatically, "I HATE the last day!". He also told me "I'm kinda used of you teaching us now". I'm like, wow, it took you five months!
   Nadina likes to stretch as far up as she can reach and open our classroom door up, peak in at us with a grin, and quickly run away. DJ, Gin and I all get stupid grins on our faces and say in unison "Dina" in a cute little baby voice. Then we look at each other and smirk because we all did the same thing, we all rise to our feet to go shut the door, look at each other and smirk again, and then Gin goes and closes the door.
It happens at least once a day, you'd think we'd learn!
 We were sitting in the class room today and we suddenly heard Nina shouting up the register at us. I listened for a minute and decided that it was unrecognizable jibber-jabber and continued with what I was doing.
Gin however, got a silly grin on her face and said "she's singin' that song". I asked her what song and she said "that, it's your ooown fault, ya went ahead an' did it, song!". I listened for a little longer and discovered that she was right. How many of you have ever tried to teach while listening to "it's your own fault" being yelled full throatedly up the register? DJ found it  utterly unbearable and resorted to hollering back down the register at her. I told him if we ignored her she'd go away and he got an "I'm considering this" look on his face and went back to his desk. I was right by the way.

Thing Six ~ I like being right.

The End ~ (As in, nothing comes after this, and the story is over, and all that other good stuff).