I was writing on the board, we were just going really good in math, and he just turned around and ...........all over my foot! I just said, "Well, honey, bless your heart...........go and see the nurse.........take the trash can with you."
After he left, about half of mine started gagging from the smell, so I got us out of there quick! We headed to the library and read math books.
Our nurse absolutely hates to send kids home. She's always trying to say either they ate something they shouldn't have, saw or thought of something gross, had mucus drainage, got too hot at recess or are faking. So this time I saw it happen, it wasn't just a tiny bit, he didn't have a cold, we hadn't been to recess in 2 hours, it was before lunch and we were just doing math.......she still attributed it to nachos he ate last night! Said he'll be back tomorrow..........bet my boots he isn't.