I’m a little Hand Towel

I’m a little Hand Towel

I co-teach with a fabulous teacher and mentor, named Mrs. Hanson. Sometimes, our students (big and little, alike) get confused and call me Mrs. Hanson, or the other way around.

A few of the little ones call me Mrs. Towel. So, usually I’m Mrs. Hanson or Mrs. Towel.

This morning, one of our cuties (the temper tantrum boy) started to get confused and called out for me:

“Mrs. Han_Towel”

So, now I’m Mrs. Hand Towel. 🙂

Speaking of hand towels…aren’t these vintage ones pretty? I think I will be this delicate one with the pink southern belle on it.

Oh, and I can’t forget to mention that my little nude pee-er let me in on his BIG secret today while in the potty.

“Mrs. Towel, do you know why I take my shoes off when I go to the potty?”

“No, I don’t. Will you tell me?”

“Do you want to know why?”

“Yes. Why?”

“Um, because, one time, my mommy, she took me to the potty at home. The potty was my potty and I spilled on my shoes.”

Mystery solved.

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