Friday, August 21, 2009

Just put me in a cookie-induced coma.

Is it okay that as I sit here and type, I am polishing of my fifth (and final) Keebler Original Chips Deluxe cookie? It better be because it was one heck of a day in kindergarten. Now that we're three days deep, little behaviors are starting to surface. The darling dears are pushing my buttons (how they know the ones that work is amazing), and I'm suddenly not so swooned by their sweet facades. I love them all. I do. But it's the chatting. The desobedience. The incessant teacher, teacher, teacher that get me going. MY NAME IS MRS. BABBLING FOR THE FOUR-HUNDREDTH AND NINETY-SEVEVENTH TIME. Thankyouverymuch.


So, I'm consuming my irritation by eating waaaay too many cookies, and purposefully directing the nutrition part of the packaging away from me so I don't have to, you know, actually visualize the fat and calories each of those little devils has in them.

Overall, I think it was a successful week. I feel like I'm ready to attack Week II with the same fervor and enthusiasm with hopes of nipping those little behaviors in the bud that make me want to consume entire bags of cookies. However, I'll tell you right now, I can only take so much teacher, teacher before I go from Good Witch to Bad Witch.

And, just in case you thought maybe I was the only one getting along swimmingly with sweets these days, I'm not. Photographic proof:

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