My dear little Sunbeams

I have to tell you about my little, sweet sunbeams, the dearest children in the ward.... hum.. little is true.. sweet.. well I will tell you about them and you make your decision. One darling girl is 3. She first came to sunbeams and during opening exercises she decides to go running. Well I being the only teacher at the time, for these darling little kids... tear off running, this little girl is too heavy to lift. I end up kicking off my shoes, and tearing down the hallway. She proceeds to run into sacrament meeting of the other ward. All the while I am just wanting to tape her to the wall (not really, I was actually wishing I would have gone out for track in high school). I finally grab her after making a couple of loops around the building running at high speed (which I didn't know I could run) and finally get her back to primary. Oh I didn't tell you that I had kids screaming and crying running after me because I had left primary. I put her on my lap, and she head butts me. Of course my nose feels broken in two, I am seeing stars and asking myself what I did to deserve this. I am ready to lose it. The primary counselor takes her and holds her and she gets head butts also. The counselor eyes are watering and she is just done. So I have not had her in primary for a couple of weeks... so I breathe a heavy sigh of relief.... and then two weeks ago I get this cutest little boy. He has been a little bit of a problem, but nothing like the little girl. So this Sunday, I come in and sit next to him when he comes in because I talk to all the kids before primary begins.. just to get them warmed up and stuff. He reaches over and feels my skirt and then he says in the sweetest voice "nice skirt, you look cute in your new Easter clothes". I just loved it and thought ahhh... this is going to be a great day. So I was enjoying the sharing time and noticed that this sweet little boy is climbing over the piano. So I go and grab him and he spits at me. The proceeds to yell in his loudest voice in front of all the kids... DON'T TALK BACK TO ME!!!! I grabbed him and sat him in my seat.I told him he is not to spit. He again in his loudest voice told me not to talk back to him. So finally after he tore off running through the hallway, I told the primary president I am done. She proceeded to drag him out and he was spitting at her and told her the same thing. Finally, we ended up getting his mom. He was good in class, because I have lots of activities to do. Anyway.. what a time in primary.. always an adventure.