Nothing much to report these days, but I DO have some cute.
This is Thomas, a student in my pre-K class. He is 3 years old.
He is convinced that English is not a real language and I'm trying to trick him with my foreign-ness and imaginary words.
He runs around shouting "Ige mwoyeyo? Ige mwoyeyo?" ("What's this?") and when I tell him, he starts laughing hysterically, shaking his head "No" (Or "Aniyo", really) and shouting in Korean that I'm tricking him.
LOL! How does he come up with that? It's adorable.
Today we turned the kindergarten into a giant 'hospital' and the kids took turns pretending to be doctors and patients. I taught them medical phrases in English like "I have a fever" and "I'm sick".
They were way too into giving each other awfully macabre "surgery" and very lethal looking injections. Sadism starts early.
Is it possible to die from cute?
Is it possible for my biological clock to stop ticking?
Oh my god, I'm one of those people who can't stop gushing about their kids. And they're not even mine!