|"I told you if I do get in the Olympics I will win silver. So quit now or get gold or get *crushed. So like I said *watch out son."|
Me: Oh, I'm sorry about that.
J: It's because....*He trails off as T comes over to tell me something.*
*T walks away.*
J: It's because, I have a rash, on my privates. So it really, really, hurts to sit down.
H: Oh! Um, you really need to tell your mom about that then. I'm so sorry.
|"Mrs. Shimp, look! I'm a Cyborg!"|
N: Whoa, Mrs. Shimp! You shouldn't have said that.
N: Oh it's just. My imagination is going crazy right now!
|This was the lion with crooked legs.|
Me: That is so funny that you noticed that even when you were so focused on your own work.
Na: It's not funny, it's gross!
|This was in the nice notes center. "I like you. I *think you are amazing. I know that Madame Vanier *thinks that you are *dumb, but I *disagree. Be good. I like you. I hope you have a good year."|
A: My mom is beautiful. She's got guys crushin' on her everywhere she goes!
J has a little bit of a stutter. So he said: "Are we going to have the party - arty, with just our class - ass, or both classes together?"
N: Mrs. Shimp? I decided to wear my tuxedo today. (He is wearing a sports jacket and a button down shirt.) Just wanted to class things up a little.
|This is his other tuxedo.|
One more month with this kiddos!