This week, I let a kindergarten kid play with my iPhone to coax him into the tutoring classroom. I set up a plan for dealing with this ongoing issue and consulted with his mama. She’s a tough one to get to know, his mama, but I try. This week, I promised two little boys I would pick them up on Friday and take them to my house. This week, on a crazy afternoon, a granny asked me for alcohol and I thought. I wish! I could use a swig . But that's not what she meant. She was looking for rubbing alcohol or hydrogen peroxide to take care of an injured kid. A few months ago, we were awkward because we didn't know each other but now the awkwardness is gone and I can’t help but hug her every time I see her. I love that granny. This week, I dropped off a little girl and shook hands with her father. His hand was dry, he had a tattoo on his neck and he's just fresh from jail. He asked how his daughter was doing in class and they both basked in the rain of prais