You'll forgive my scarce posts. Opportunity knocked on my door and offered me the chance to fill in for a kindergarten teacher for 9 weeks. It happens to be the same school that my son attends.
My second day on the job, I hear, " Mrs. Killion there's poop on the books."
In my head <hmmmmmm. Odd. I doubt it.>
As I near the accused book an odor begins to circulate in my nose. Yes. They were correct. There is poop on the book. But, where in the world did the poop come from? I line up those innocent looking faces and head to my teacher-friend's room. This teacher-friend has a nose like a hound. She walked my line attempting to sniff-out the offender, but besides a few whiffs of strong cologne there was no one to blame.
And so, the case of the mystery poop(er) goes down in history. Unsolved. What I do know is that I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be for this time period. So, I'll fulfill the photography commitments that I've already booked, but any new appts. will be made for late October on. Feel free to make contact me now about future appts. I will still be tending to my emails.
Ethan (The Kindergartener)