The year begins

The kids are great. A few feisty boys will take a little management. The heat has left me nearly limp, though.

In the meantime, my mail includes a message that asks me to a 7 AM meeting and says please bring certain materials from last week. In 5 days of professional development, how many sheets of material do they pass out? Small forests died for our development. I wonder where those desired materials are. Sigh. The search begins.

The confusion continues.