That's Nice, D.

Today I read a book to the whole class (minus the three that were absent, leaving me with only 11) for the first time.

I started reading The Little Green Witch, which is pretty much a Halloween version of The Little Red Hen (you know...the one in which the animals don't want to help the hen do chores and bake the bread...but then when the pie is done, they all want to eat it?), and then D. interrupted and said the following (or something like this):

"Mrs. ____, my socks are shiny."

Umm... That's nice. haha!


*Note: I'm not married; they just find it easier to call me "Mrs."