Clay...

A few months ago one of the older students ("older" and "younger" always refers to program years...) was playing with some mixed-color clay...she flattened it into these little plates.

Today I came into the office and discovered that the clay has now been smushed onto the door into the shape of a face (one little plate for eyes, one for nose, one for mouth) with a lollypop stick stuck into the "mouth" as a smoke.

I commented on our new officemate, and was told to "look up." There is another round of clay smushed to the (very high) ceiling.

Week two, and we're already regressing...at least we haven't started playing "office frisbee" yet. We almost beamed a classmate sleeping on the couch, and coke (as in cocacola!) got spilled onto my class roster...