Cooties

KR: 3' something, dirty blond hair, blue eyes, and a personality that will run you, your dog, and your grandma up the wall.

What's my connection to this lil fellow? I teach him. 9-4 every Wednesday. The 6.5 hours I spend with KR might be the longest hours of my life... But they also are some of the funniest. When that kid speaks, every word is a gem. Yes, every word that leaves his mouth sends me into ab forming, stomach burning, tear draining laughter.

"Teacher, I brought my iPod today, so I can listen to Kenny Chesney during class"
-KR

"Teacher I totally broke up with my girlfriend the other day."
-KR
"Karson your 6 why do you have a girlfriend?"
-Me
"Because the ladies LOOOOVE me!!."
-KR

(Pulls out his iPod makes a face and snaps a picture on snapchat) "Teacher, which name is kaitlyn, I gotta send her my pix"
-KR

"Hey!!! Hey!!! Craig!!!! Look at me when I'm talking to you!!!"
-Also KR

Joy isn't he? To be completely honest, I have never met a 6 year old who acts so much like a 15 year old boy before, and trust me, I have met MANY of youngsters who are "mature" (er... Genderly...) beyond their years. KR though... Oh KR, that boy is something else.

So let me tell you about my one on one convo with KR that left me with quite the smile on my face.

I call it Cooties.

It was 6th period and my day was almost over. Phew. The class was working on a project that I had assigned them, talking to each other over piles of papers, glue and markers when I hear KR proceed to tell the class about his first kiss.

KR: "Did you guys know I kissed a girl on the lips!?"

Class: "eeeeeewwwww!!!"

KR: "I did. I really did, her name was Marisa Hansen. I kissed her on her lips."

He then turned to me.

KR: "Teacher, are you married?"

Me: "Yes, I sure am Karson."

KR: "Is it hard to get married?"

Me: "Well... You have to get a license and plan stuff but its not that hard really."

KR: "You forgot something!"

Me: "What?"

KR: "You have to go to the doctor to find out if you have cooties!!! Duh!!"

Me: "Haha what?!"

KR: "Yeah Cooties. You don't want to give cooties to your husband."

Me: "Yeah haha I guess your right bud. We wouldn't want to do that."

Nope, we wouldn't want to do that.