Kissing

Spring is officially here, and my sprouts have a new founded affection for each other. Not a day has gone by this month, when I have not heard "Ms. S! He kissed me!" or "I have a boyfriend, and I'm going to kiss him." Even I'm not safe. Just the other day, a friend came an gave me a chair hug (I'm sitting in my teacher chair, they wrap their arms around my neck, and press their cheek to my cheek), sneaked a peck on the cheek, and ran off back to her center. All I could do was laugh when I heard "I kissed the teacher!"

I love my job!