He has excellent taste, by the way

So we were having a pizza party in celebration of 100 books read so far this year. A colleague came by, and we offered her a slice. She didn't have time but we said we'd send a kid with one for her. Jeff says, "I'll do it!" loudly and then, to himself "cause she's HOT."

"What was that?" I asked.

"Uhhhh . . .I said . . .it was really cold in here . . ."

"I heard what you said, Jeff." Then I let him take it to her.

Ooops

I was removing my sweater because the class got too hot. Unfortunately, my button-down came up with it briefly, causing Jeff (among others) much distress.

"I saw nipples!"

"Why were you looking?" I asked.

"HE WAS LOOKING FOR MILK!" Nasir screamed across the room.

Sigh.

Oh, it's on.

On Friday, Jeffrey wrote us a note in Mets' colors saying "Mets Suck." I responded with a note saying "The Yankees are overpaid crybaby juicers and an embarrassment to baseball."

Jeffrey's responce came today:

Dear: Weezer you are a stinking band And it suck you bunch of ugly juicers and wack songs And your things smell like hippo but

Dude, you don't tell a nerd that Weezer sucks.

As if he knew . . .

As if he knew what today was, as I walked by him, Jeffrey patted his stomach and said, "Watch out, Mr. Rice. A big one's coming."

"What have you been eating?"

"It's going to be big. It's building. Probably later, during writing."

THIS JUST HAPPENED

The "life skills" teacher is teaching a lesson about smoking. One kid was reading something and having trouble with "interfere." Jeffrey corrected him with "into reefer."

The adults just tried to look away and not laugh.