I saw a beautiful rainbow on the way home this afternoon.
I finally met the little lady across the street from us. She'll be 85 soon. She has four children, but doesn't seem very well taken care of. Sad.
I wonder if my daughter will ever change?
Why are kids so fascinated with knowing their teacher's first names?
How exactly do first graders know how to pole dance (Yep, had to stop a couple a few weeks ago)?