Was it me; no it had to be them … yesterday was one of those days, from 8:05 until the clock struck precisely 2:55, I couldn’t wait for dismissal. The kids were extra chatty, extra noisy, extra off task, just extra everything that can drive me crazy. Could it be we have had several days in a row of sunshine and moderate temps so they have spring fever on the mind (nothing to do with me staying up too late every night this week)? Perhaps they are feeling the stress and anxiety from the additional work and learning coming their way with standardized tests coming up soon (and no, I’m never irritable when I don’t get enough sleep)? Or maybe, the students are like this every school year coming up on spring break in a few weeks (and yes, I always maintain composure and patience regardless of my sleep deficit)? And here I sit today, caffeine charged latte next to me, ready to take on today, knowing I went to bed just a little late last night but knowing that if today is a repeat of yesterday, that when I ask that question at 2:55, “Was it me; no … it had to be them” … hmmm, it’s the weekend and time for us all to recharge.