It was non-stop. From the second she got into class.
In her cute little voice (that truly...is hard to understand with the speech issue), she raised her hand, "I'm the line-leader today".
I expressed [sincere, hehe] excitement that She.was.the.line.leader-WOOhoo.
I tried to start class.
She raised her hand again.
Dumb me-called on her.
"I'm the line-leader today."
[and here is where the annoyance factor kicked in]
"Yes sweetie, I understand. That's great. But, there is a right time and a wrong time to say things. You should tell me this at the END of class, when it matters. Right now, I'm trying to start Art Class."
I guess this started wearing on her.
During the art lesson, she was all_over_the_place. See, she is very young for her grade [1st], and it's sooo obvious.
She didn't listen to directions, took her sharpie (heck yes we use sharpies in 1st grade--I am COOL...and I happen to LOVE them), and drew some crazy thing on her paper. Didn't even remotely follow direction. Wrecking it. Completely.
I took her paper, moved it to the side table, put a new one in front of her all in sort of a huff. I admit--I was a little annoyed.
Well, then I saw it. Her face started turning a little red and her eyes got a little watery. I tried to lighten the situation up by saying, "Look a fresh new start! Let's put our listening ears on and do our best!" (all with a huge cheesy grin on my face)
...and then she said it.
None of my kids have ever muttered these words in my class.
".....I want my mommy!"
What did I do?! Will this child hate me? Did I ruin her art experience forever? Oh gosh--what if she runs home and tells her mother that I.Made.Her.Cry. OW. My heart.
Within seconds she moved on and brushed the tears away.
and fifteen minutes later she raised her hand...
"I'm the line-leader, today."
and it was all good. Not only that, but on the way out the door she said, "I love you."