I’ve been sick the past two days and therefore not feeling much like blogging. Or doing anything that didn’t involve sleeping for about 75% of the past day.
So today’s post is short and sweet.
A note scrawled on an index card found in a student’s desk the other day.
“Dear (fat) Santa, all I want for Christmas is for A- to be my girl and a go kart.”
Tall order little man. Tall order.