Disaster-piece

When Chris was in first grade we were doing public school. Every day during that year, when I went to pick him up from school I asked him “How was your day?”. One day he replied, “It was a disaster-piece!”. ” What happened?” I asked. “Well, I didn’t have time to play with all of my girlfriends on the playground and now some of them are mad at me!” he replied. “I see. Why do you have so many girlfriends?” “I don’t know mom. All I do is pull out their chair, hold the door for them and sharpen their pencils.”

Published by julihulsey

I'm a stay at home/homeschooling mom of 5. This site is about the shenanigans of our lives!

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