For the last 3 Wednesdays we have had caroling practice after school.
I am slowly getting a little better at not being such a pushover when
it comes to keeping the kids in line. Two young boys kept hitting each
other while singing until I sat down right next to them. The first
grade boy has seen me in the halls at school since then and he looks
at me with absolute fear. At times I find myself longing for a little
boy. Boys have a certain sweet yet mischievous side of them that I
find endearing.