There was never a child so lovely but his mother was glad to get him to sleep. Ralph Waldo Emerson
If you haven't time to respond to a tug at your pants leg, your schedule is too crowded. Robert Brault
Whats driving a bus like? Seventy of your kids in the back seat going to town. Mr. Brandon
If you haven't time to respond to a tug at your pants leg, your schedule is too crowded. Robert Brault
Whats driving a bus like? Seventy of your kids in the back seat going to town. Mr. Brandon
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
“Twins”
Sisters age 4 and 5 (who look very, very much alike) get on the bus look at me and say in almost perfect unison, we are not twins today, we are not twins tomorrow. We have different coats, we have different book bags and different hair bows. I said, "I never said you were twins". They replied, “Other people have been calling us twins and if it keeps up there's going to be trouble, somebodies going to get whipped!” Then once more in perfect unison they say, "WE ARE NOT TWINS". I feel sorry for anyone who uses the T word in front of them today.
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