You know you're an elementary ed major when...

Before I begin this post, I must say that I love my major. Teachers are extremely underrated in today's society, and there is a lot more to teaching than people think. It's an easy major, but a hard profession. So, before I continue -- you might want to read this post that was forwarded to me a couple weeks ago before you proceed.

12 Things You Should Never, Ever Say to Teachers

Disclaimer: A lot of these will only make sense if you attend BYU and you're in the ECE/Elementary Education program (aka, the McKay School of Education). If you're bored or don't understand the humor of this post, my apologies.

With that being said...

You know you're an elementary ed major [in the BYU McKay School of Education] when...

• You make a name tag for every single class on the first day of school. And this isn't any ordinary name tag -- it's embellished with Sharpie doodles, glitter, bows, stickers, watercolors and die cuts. 
• You go to the McKay Tec Lab on Tuesday mornings between the hours of 11:00-12:00pm to finish a procrastinated lesson plan only to find that it's closed for devotional. Talk about stressful.
• You eat treats in 4 of your 5 classes on Halloween. (Only because your religion professor claims that treats disrupt the Spirit.) 
• You will find any excuse in the book to leave TELL early. (You sometimes even arrange your work schedule so that you can skip the last 30 minutes of class. There's no way you're staying all three hours.)
• Playing dress-up in in class to demonstrate the importance of "play" in the elementary ed classroom is the highlight of your week.
• You experience culture-shock when you walk into the HBLL or the Wilk. BOYS??! WHAT?!!?
• Your teachers read a picture book before every class.
• You feel really single when you see husbands waiting for their wives in the McKay Tec Lab after class.
• You live off of vending machine bagels and Gardetto's. Especially on Tuesdays and/or Thursdays.
• You wait in a 30 minute line for the bathroom between classes because for some wild reason there are only three stalls in each bathroom of the McKay building.

If you or your friends have anything to add, feel free to leave a comment below the beautiful piece of artwork that I made in class today.