Buah ha ha! I got a card today!!! ('Member my complex from last week?)
The kids were cleaning out their desks today, and one girl found a crumpled up card she had made for Miss LastYearTeacher that had been squished up against the back wall of her junk-stuffed desk. She looked at me, drew a big X over the felt-pen-written bubble letters spelling "Miss LastYearTeacher" and wrote my name on top in skinny little pencil lines. Spelled incorrectly.
She looked up with a smile and said, "Here, Miss Hillary, this is for you!"
Ah, these munchkins. They crack. me. up.