La-Ti-Da-Ti-Da.(:

Joe likes to break and/or loose pencils.

Yesterday in the morning, he came to me, "Ashley, can I have a pencil?" and smiled. I gave him one, and he broke it *crosses fingers that it was an accident*. Then I gave him another... Lost it. Another... Good question.

I had to leave for saftey patrol&he still needed the pencil I assumed so I left it with him. I watch the 1st run&walkers leave so I saw him.

He was talking to Max. He completely ignored Max, came closer to me, put his two hands on his backpack and looked in my eyes, smiled, and said "I'll give you your pencil tomorrow."
I smiled, was already in a eye lock with him, and said "Kay."
Today he had another pencil and I asked him where mine was. He replied, "It's either in my backpack or at home because I took it out for homework last night.
I'll get it to you tomorrow."
"Kay, that's fine."

He smashed the other pencil (the one he had today) tip on the desk. I told him he had problems with smashing pencil tips off of desks. We laughed, smiled, he said "I do," looked me in the eyes, and we laughed some more.

He also joked yesterday in Social Studies and told me he broke the pencil. He lied... I spazzed.(:

I love that boy no matter how many pencils he breaks and/or looses.