First grader gets on the bus and I ask, “How was your weekend?” “It wassssss amazzzzzzzing” he replied. So I braced myself for the amazzzzing details that where sure to follow and asked, “Well what did you do?” He looked at me opened his mouth and nothing came out. He looked up, looked down, then back at me and said, “I can’t remember, it’s my Dad’s fault he can’t remember anything either”.
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