And the funny stories begin -

During writing yesterday:
Me: ...and when you have a bunch of lines of poetry together, it's called a stanza.
D: GEORGE COSTANZA!
everyone turns to stare at the blurter-outer
D: You know, like on Seinfeld.

During science today - we were dissecting owl pellets, which contain tiny bones of rodents and the kids think it's totally awesome.
Me: So, what do you think is in your pellet?
M: a rat!
A: a mouse!
S: fossils!
all good guesses, perfectly reasonable. One of my little strugglers has his hand up and is waving it furiously. I call on him, hoping maybe he'll at least repeat one of the previous answers and feel a little successful....
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K: AN AMERICAN BALD EAGLE!

Oh heavens, we have a lot of work to do.