Thank the deity of your choice (I choose the Great God Om, myself), things are falling into a pattern now. Of course, there's no such thing as an 'ordinary' day when dealing with elementary school children, but overall the kids are getting used to being read to, and the adults are getting used to the protocol for reading to the kids and getting them from their classrooms, etc. It's so fabulous to see the kids' faces light up when they know someone will be taking time out of their day to read to them, and only to them. I guess I never realized how important this program is, when it was all on paper and scheduling and such. Plus, kids' books are really cool these days.
On a slightly more shallow note, if Paul can get me another ticket for the invited dress rehearsal on Sunday of Bat Boy (mmm, friends with theater connections!), I'll be asking Cute Boy from Russian to go with me. Provided he's in class, of course, but I'm set. I think. He may have a girlfriend, he may be married (ye gods, there's a thought - I'm not old enough to be dealing with married folk, am I?), but I won't know 'till I ask.