-The Nazgul child finally decided to tone it down--and look, it only took 3 days of bruised shins and audio punches to the ear drums!
-Possible additions to the list of classroom rules, suggested by two mild-mannered little guys:
1)No suffocating
2)No choking
That's right fellas--you are now responsible for your respiratory behavior. Let's see some hustle in those lungs, or you're benched, sonny.
-I've finally come to the point where I can say "Wyatt," addressing a sweet little guy in the class, without silently adding "Earp" in my head. It took me a while to reconcile myself to the idea of parents deciding to name their kid after a character in Tombstone and NOT choosing Doc Holliday. That's it--if I have a son, I'll just cut to the chase and name him Huckleberry.
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Val Kilmer.
Just think about that for a sec.
(That was random Bec.) It feels like ages since we talked and you are off to UT tomorrow. Sounds like your week at school was... interesting.
um ya if u do hav a son pleeze dont call him Huckleberry!!! dinner was SO much fun. thanx for putting up with us stupid kids.
Kdeeee (this is the way Lucy says your name), I am waiting for a new blog.....
Don't name him Wyatt from Tombstone,that Wyatt is a lieing,bloodthirsty murderer not an honest lawyer
Huckleberry on the other hand I like
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