Santa Won’t Be Pleased!

Last week, we were on our way back to the classroom from the gym. We always make a stop at the water fountain first. One of us “adults” always turns the tap for the fountain, because it shoots about 8 inches high if you just turn it full. Of course, my little Michael was leaning in to have a drink, and I just couldn’t resist! I turned it up and shot him right up the nose! He obviously got pretty ticked, and was wiping his face off in disgust, and he glared at me and said, “Bev…. I’m telling Santa!”

I swear sometimes my inner child just takes over completely!