I went to Blonde Girl's Curriculum Night the other evening. Same old, same old. "We are going to have a great year, we are very excited, such a wonderful class. . ." I figured it was my 13th Curriculum Night that I had attened at LOM Elementary.
I read Blonde Girl's journal, "My Story". She said, "I love my Grandma. She is so fun. We play all day and all night. I like to go to her store. I always get a muffin, orange juice and pancakes.
She is Amish and lets me drive her goat wagon."
Seriously, I wonder if her teacher thinks we are Amish. Amish gone bad, that is.
I read Blonde Girl's journal, "My Story". She said, "I love my Grandma. She is so fun. We play all day and all night. I like to go to her store. I always get a muffin, orange juice and pancakes.
She is Amish and lets me drive her goat wagon."
Seriously, I wonder if her teacher thinks we are Amish. Amish gone bad, that is.
