Me: Um, it's dry. And no, there aren't.
Boy 1: But maybe it will still be moving around, trying not to dry.
Me: (Squashing cool idea) I don't think so. Open your book to page 6.
Me: Could you treat me with the same respect you treated your dad yesterday?
Boy 3: You want me to call you my dad?
Me: No. You were really great yesterday when your parents visited and I'm asking if you could respect me like you did your dad.
Boy 3: OK. Can I have some candy, Dad?
Boy 1: I have a question.
Boy 1: What's your favorite NFL team?
Me: Well [Boy 1], I don't really have one. What's your favorite team?
Boy 1: Well it was [sadly, I have forgotten which team he told me first. That's how bad I am about knowing the NFL] but now I'm thinking it's the Eagles because [again, I have forgotten the name he told me] is with them.
Me: That's cool. [The only reason I remembered Eagles is because Boy 1 took off his coat and he was wearing an Eagles jersey with the name Eagles on it].
So the light saber pencil returned and I told Boy 1 that this wasn't Jedi class.
Boy 1: I'm Sith.
Me: Oh. Well this isn't Sith class. [Meanwhile Boy 2 and Boy 3 are using the metal tabs in their folders to make jumps for their pencils to roll down. Then Boy 2 makes his into a catapult to try and put the pencil back in the pencil basket.]
Boy 1: Did you see the back of my head?
Boy 1 turns around: It's the Batman symbol. [Shaved into the back of his head.]
Me: So do you shine a light on your head and Batman comes? [he wasn't impressed with my humor].