Not really, no.

One of the kids flipped right-the-hay-out and threw a belligerent tantrum. Another one wouldn’t follow directions during recess and I had to sit inside with him while he threw a less violent, but much louder tantrum. I had to hold two foals down while we were reading to them because they wouldn’t sit still. Oh, and one of the colts bit me.

Twice.

All the while the one filly in the class keeps screaming every few minutes and asking, “You wanna go poddy?”

And there’s a slice-of-life summery for a special education aid.

Oh. And I found out elementary school doesn’t get out early at all this week. Sweetie wasn’t pleased to hear that after I’d already told her otherwise.

So… Drinking again.