No Crying Allowed

I played a game with some 1st graders.  I wrote "tricky rhythms" on the board and they had to clap and say them "without my help."

One time when they got a rhythm right, I pretended to cry and said, "Boo hoo, you are all grown up and don't need my help anymore!"

To which a little boy responded: "You need to MAN UP! Real men don't cry!"

In other news, this same child called me "Mrs. Cabbletree" earlier in the same class period.