first week in, and things are good... smelly, but good.

so, i'm sitting with my group of regular thursday students at work today; particularly having a slightly difficult time trying to get 6-year-and-soon-to-be-7-year-old justin to simmer down and focus on his sentence writing, and not on his masterful skills of continuously poking his pencil ends into his eraser. i was then interrupted by a slight tug on the arm, gestured by 6-year-old adriana, who wanted some help on her french numbers. all of a sudden, my nose started to pick up a recognizably malodorous stench in the air that seemed to be coming from north of where i was sitting.

... justin had farted.

as the scent lingered in the air, it eventually managed to circulate around the study area and eventually reached everyone else in the room, evident by the wonderous array of confused/disgusted sniffs and pre-pubescent giggles that shortly followed. but little justin, who was completely oblivious to all the commotion, remained calm and undisturbed; and quietly resumed to contentedly poking his pencil ends into his eraser once again.

and all i could do was just smile. :o)