Just before Mother's Day I was invited to attend a Mother's Day tea at Marshall's preschool. It is my most favorite event of the year. Lots of precious crafts made just for me by my sweet boy. The teacher also had him fill out a questionare about his mom.
Here's how it read:
My mother is good. She is about 31 years old. She has red hair and blue eyes. I like her best when she wears her jacket. Most of the time she cooks. The best thing my mother cooks is breakfast burritos. I don't like her regular mashed potatoes very much. She is funniest when she blinks her eyes. She is prettiest when she wears a dress. The nicest thing my mother does for me is let me watch a show. When I do something that I shouldn't do, she puts me in time out. I know my mother loves me because she kisses me.
Here's how it read:
My mother is good. She is about 31 years old. She has red hair and blue eyes. I like her best when she wears her jacket. Most of the time she cooks. The best thing my mother cooks is breakfast burritos. I don't like her regular mashed potatoes very much. She is funniest when she blinks her eyes. She is prettiest when she wears a dress. The nicest thing my mother does for me is let me watch a show. When I do something that I shouldn't do, she puts me in time out. I know my mother loves me because she kisses me.
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1 comment:
I think I might cry! He is such a little man! And a big sweetie.
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