Jeremiah

During read aloud time today, I stopped and noticed Jeremiah was rolling something around with his fingers on the arm of my sofa.

Me: "Dude, stop rubbing your boogers on my couch."

Jeremiah: "It's not a booger, it's a scab."

Me: "Lovely *insert eyeroll*"

Jeremiah sidled up to me, "Mama, does that make me your teacher's pest?"

Me: "Yes, Jeremiah. You can be my teacher's pest."