I made up a lesson plan for some unexpectedly advanced students on the fly today and they bought it.  (Being an adult is 97% acting like you know what you’re doing and hoping everyone buys it, and the rest is just lies.)

Nat King Cole is playing in the parking lot.

(Also yesterday a little girl wrote that she really likes “cut rabbles.” “Rabbles” = “rabbits.” After a moment of confusion, dismay, and amusement, it became apparent: “cut” = “cute.” Dodged that psychopathic bunny slicer bullet.)