The Funny Things he says . . . .

Jerricho's Kindergarten year is underway. He is going to the school where I work and I am hearing all the stories! I have to write all the things he is saying down before I forget them. So here it goes.

It's the first day of school. Jerricho is in his classroom. There is an E.A. (education assistant) in his classroom helping his teacher. His job is to color a paper doll version of himself, then cut out the whole body. He proceeds to color it (all one color), then cut it out. He cuts off every body part. He cuts off the feet, the hands, the legs, the hair and the head. So, the E.A. helps him tape it all together. When she finally gives it back to him in one piece he holds it up high and announces to the class "Yeah, my body had surgery and I'm all better". Now, while the E.A. was taping up Jerricho's body, the other kids were saying "teacher teacher" over and over to their teacher - like only little kids can do. Jerricho noticed that the E.A. was getting irritated by all that and he said to her waving his hand in her face, "Don't worry about them, worry about ME".
Oy vey.

Next day: A few of the 5th Grade girls have taken it upon themselves to play Mother Hen. They dote on Jerricho. (He milks it. He's got them wrapped around his little finger.) They are the ones coming up and telling so many things because they think he is so hilarious:

*They asked him, "Is your name Jerricho?" He said, "NO, it's Jerricho SSAAANNDDEERRSSS".

*He referes to the girls as "MY big girls. They are my sweeties"

*As he was walking in the hallway with his class, he saw another class (a 4th grade class) walking past them. He starts pointing at each student as he says "You're being good, and You're being good and you're being good" to about five of them before his teacher says "Jerricho, sshhhhh".

*At breakfast in the cafeteria, while sitting with "his girls", the girls were talking about an ant. They asked "Jerricho if he liked ants. He said, "I have an Aunt. It's Aunt Solomon".... (what?) Then he tells them he is going to squish the ants.

*There are other little comments that he says that I can't recall now, but I am either laughing or shaking my head and wondering "What is he thinking?" or "Where does he get all this from?"

BUT, here's the kicker: This morning I had my second choir rehearsal of the year. He has to stay in my room for the first ten minutes of rehearsal before he is allowed to go the the cafeteria to eat breakfast. I sat him down near the door and I told him that he was to sit still and stay quiet until it was time to leave. I made it very clear that he couldn't be a distraction to my group while I was teaching. Anyway, I begin warm ups. I am at the piano, the kids are vocalizing and I notice some of them begin to laugh as they are looking in Jerricho's direction. The poor kids were trying their hardest not to laugh for fear of getting in trouble. So I look over at Jerricho and he has his backpack unzipped and pulled over his head. I even had to laugh even though I was mad at the same time.

Oy Vey.

From his voice inflections, to his facial expression to the way he moves about and to the THINGS HE SAYS . . . that's my child.