There is one particular child on the playground that often comes looking for hugs and informs me of conversational facts:
"Teacher, This is called a sweatshirt. It sweats me." He told me that the other day. (It sure does.)
Also, I was told this:
"You smell like a popsicle!" Uh, I'm pretty sure that's a good thing?
Lastly, I was told this:
"Teacher! He pooped in his pants and I can smell it!" Said one little girl pointing to the little boy playing next to her who has frequent accidents. "Did you poop in your pants?" I asked him. He nodded shyly. (Oh brother.)
At Lunchtime: "My face is hungry." Says one little girl to the other.