So, here's what happened:
Around 1:45, one of my littles asked to go to the bathroom. I was in the middle of explaining how to complete a new activity. Actually, I was modeling how to complete the Mystery Messages that I bought at Christmas on TPT. (They rock BTW!) I didn't want Mr. Little to miss out so I asked if he could wait until I finished. He shook his head yes and I proceeded with my modeling. Seriously, no more than 3 minutes later I make eye contact with Mr. Little and notice a puddle! He immediately points to the puddle and says, " Who poured that here?" His face so serious and intentional. Of course I knew what had happened, but because he said what he said....I almost burst into laughter. Inside I was dying! I was wanting to hoot...to holler and explode. But, I was a professional and quickly diverted attention away from him and sent him promptly to the office to get new duds.
I felt horrible. I should have just let him go when he asked, but I trusted that he could hold it. I felt bad for wanting to laugh.
So, Mr. Little comes back into class carrying his bag of wet clothes and I kid you not, he was wearing the tightest little skinny jeans ever! Mr. Little is itty. His new dry pants were ittier....and they were a tad on the short side. I wanted to laugh all over again!
For the rest of the afternoon, I couldn't make eye contact with him. The sight of those crazy tight/short jeans and the fact that I kept seeing him point and ask "Who poured that here?" was almost too hard to handle.
So, I began the day feeling like super teacher and ended feeling very different.