Why sixth grade teachers quit

On the first school day after Halloween, Brielle's school teacher told the class that he didn't have any Christmas decorations so they could bring any decorations they wanted and he would let them put them up in the classroom.

Brielle took this as a challenge.

My darling daughter has spent the last two weeks drawing all sorts of Christmas pictures and has taken them to school to be put on the walls of her classroom.
I think my favorite is the one she drew of her teacher wearing a Santa hat. The caption at the bottom of the picture says
"Santa, the bringer of presents, Mr Andrews the bringer of HOMEWORK!"

Then she drew a speech bubble coming from his mouth saying "HO HO HOmework!"

The teacher liked it so well that he framed the picture and put it on the wall.

A few days later, at the end of school, the teacher announced what homework would be assigned for the next day. Brielle proceeded to give him "the look" This is her half joking, half serious version of the "Evil Eye" (I have no idea where she picked this up..............really, I don't)

Mr Andrews found this rather amusing, so naturally, he laughed.

This only encouraged Brielle, and for the next several days, every time the teacher mentioned homework, she would give him The Look.

Yesterday, apparently, the teacher had had enough of the "evil eye" and told Brielle that the next time she gave him that look, he would take a picture of her, make a bunch of copies and plaster them all over the school.

Brielle then put up a sign on her desk that said "No flash photography."

(again, I don't know where she gets this stuff from)

Max, from the beginning

Last week, for some reason, the kids thought it would be a good idea to show Max the pictures of me when I was pregnant with him and also of his birth via C-section. (don't worry, they weren't super graphic. Blood and guts were kept to a minimum)
Understandably, this has left the poor little guy a bit confused.

"Why was there blood all over me?"
"Why was I yucky?"
"Why did the doctors take me out of your tummy?"
"Why am I not still in your tummy?"
"Why was your tummy s big when I was in there? Did you wear a big shirt because your tummy was so big? Where is the big shirt? Why don't you wear it anymore?"

And my personal favorite......

"Why was I in your tummy? Did you eat me?"

Max had a really difficult time wrapping his little brain around the whole concept that not only was he once inside my tummy, but the doctor needed to cut my tummy open to get him out.

So he drew pictures.

This one is of me when he was still inside my tummy.


If you look closely, you can see his cute little face frowning in my midsection.
I asked him why he was frowning , and he said "Because I was in there all by myself and nobody was with me in there."
Notice the hair. My hair doesn't really look like that. He told me that he drew my hair spikey because he didn't know how to make it lay down. Really, my hair looks more like this.

My arms don't really come out of the side of my head either.



This is a picture of him coming out of my tummy. He said that he is still frowning because he didn't know I why I was there. I asked him why I was smiling and he said "Because you thinked that you loved me."

I asked him why one of my eyes was red and the other one was purple and he said "I had to make it that way because I feeled like it." He didn't actually say "DUH MOM!" at the end of that sentence, but it was certainly implied.
At least on this picture, I had the right amount of fingers.
I'm not really sure why my left ear is so big, or floating over my cheek. It almost looks like a giant mole which is ridiculous, because I had that removed months ago.

In retrospect, I probably should have had my arms moved from the side of my head to my shoulders instead.

Interpret this!

And here I am, yet again squeezing in my daily post at the last minute.

Today, I'm going to feature Max and his artwork, and in another attempt to squeeze two posts out of one idea, I'm not going to tell you what the pictures are until tomorrow.

I want you to guess!

Because it's just more fun that way!

The first one is a freebee.

This is a picture of a skunk that Max drew at school yesterday.



Interview with the artist.

Me: Max what did you learn about at school today?
Max: We did also learn about skunks!
Me: What did you learn about skunks? Do they smell good?
Max: NO! They also smell BAD! They smell stanky!!
Me: Stanky??
Max: No not STANKY! STEEEENKY THEY ALSO DO SMELL STEEEEENKY!!!
Me: What would happen if you saw a skunk?
Max: It would also spray me with it's tail!
Me: Would the spray smell nice
Max: No it would smell BAD!!!!

So there you have it. Skunks smell bad.

Or skunks also smell bad.



Now for the contest portion of today's blog!
(And as always, no actual prizes will be awarded. Just the knowledge that you won, and really, shouldn't that be enough?)

Please tell me what Max was drawing in these pictures. Leave your answers in the comments.



Drawing #1.



Drawing #2




Drawing #3


Drawing #4






And for the big bonus points..............
Tell me what two words Max was spelling.
(Hint, it has to do with something in a post a few days ago)






Sidenote: Max is starting to read. Fur rills.