Our home teachers are so very nice and so very sweet and so very, very old! The kids want to climb all over them and play rough games with them and it really is cute because the home teachers want to play too, but I'm totally afraid they are going to have a heart attack or something. Anyway, at their last visit Grace and Grant were rough-housing with Brother Wyatt, who is 90 at least. Grant ran at him and head-butted him in the stomach, all the while laughing hysterically. He then pulled back and declared, "You're dead!" Actually, I was the one who was about to die...of embarrassment! Can you say that to your 90-something year old home teacher? That's got to break some Emily Post rule!
The kids had Monday off from school. Chad and I were talking about it and he asked what the occasion was. "It's not a holiday or anything." I told him. "It's one of those teacher..." "Medication Days?" he filled in helpfully. Yep, I think that's about right.
The kids had Monday off from school. Chad and I were talking about it and he asked what the occasion was. "It's not a holiday or anything." I told him. "It's one of those teacher..." "Medication Days?" he filled in helpfully. Yep, I think that's about right.
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Kids will be kids no matter the age. :)
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