We were having a class picnic in the park when we were overrun with about 60 middle school students. I quickly corralled my class in one area of the park away from the older kids. One student in particular was not happy.

Lizbeth: Why do we have to be over here? WE'RE the little kids! WE should get the swing set!

Mrs. B: I agree, but I don't want you over by those older kids. I heard some of the things they were saying. They have potty mouths.

Lizbeth: (protesting loudly) But I LIVE with potty mouths!