The Good Nacho

Peach got a great teacher for her 2nd grade year! Mrs. R was actually Melee's history teacher last year and she was able to move to the elementary this year which is what she was hoping for. She loved having Melee' in her class and she was one of his favorite teachers so she was very excited to have his sister in her class.

We were running a little late because she was the last of the Mohicans to be dropped off.
A quick pic and we exited the building. Nope, I didn't go to the "Cry Party" in the cafeteria. I didn't even cry. She had a great first day! On the second day she came home and I asked her how her day was and she said "Good. I'm a good nacho."

And I said "A good what?"

"Our names are on a nacho and our nachos are on a platter and if we get in trouble we have to move our nacho to the yellow platter and if we get in trouble again, we have to move it to the red platter."

By the third day she said "I don't like school, it's just work."

"Well you like going to recess and playing with friends."

"No I don't like recess, cause I get all sweaty and all my friends just like to run around and scream and I don't like to run that much."

So much for the school year. The party's over.