When I picked Brandon up from school on Friday, he asked if I was proud of him for going all week (3 days) without getting in trouble. I, of course, was and am very proud of this accomplishment. (You see it is the first time and a personal record for Brandon.) I told him I was extremely proud of him and he told me this:
"Mom, now that I am 8 years old I finally have it all figured out. I like Ms. Golden, she is nice, and I want to keep her that way."
Man, I wish I could have figured it all out at age 8.
1 comments:
Great story...it never ceases to amaze me how all of you bloggers observe what I observe in our everyday coming and goings but you interpret so much better than I
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