But this week, "Paula" gave me a new label. Paula is a cute little first grader who tries her darndest but has the attention of a gnat. She likes to go on long rambling tangents in a very loud, rather high pitched voice and her speech is often difficult to understand. She cracks me up (often not on purpose....)
Anyways, she asked for some scissors for some activity we were doing. So I passed her the scissors.
She turned to me and said (in speech as clear as a bell, and with a little attitude too):
"Thank you, baby"
I froze. She was still smiling at me with her head cocked to the side, the picture of innocence. I'm sure her parents and her grandparents call her "Baby" all the time, but....
I had to have a little talk with her about appropriate and inappropriate things to call a teacher.
Then my colleagues and I had a good laugh!