I've always wondered why God chose to bless me with not one, or two, but three daughters...
Yesterday, after having to sub as a 2nd grade teacher in a class with -a ratio of 9 boys to 3 girls- by the end of the day, it all made perfect sense! There is no doubt in my mind that I would be behind bars, if some of those boys were mine. So for now, I have finally decided to sign up for an upcoming Language Tester Trainee program in New York. But first, I had to break the news to the children...
“Girls, Mommy may have to go away on a business trip for a few days.” I announce.
“I don’t want you to go Mommy." Exclaims Scrawy. "I’ll miss you!”
“Who's going to take care of us?" asks Kid Sid.
“That would be Daddy," I reply. I'm sure he can handle it."
“But, but, Mom, Dad can't cook." Blurts Furr-ball(with a look of panic on her face). “Who’s gonna feed me?”
P.S. when it comes to keeping that tummy full, I'm proud to mention that I'm yet to meet another kindergartner with such unwavering priority like my Furr-ball-:)
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Friday, November 30, 2007
"Who's Gonna Feed Me?"
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Yodagi was telling me yesterday about your recent foray into subbing (you were prepping for it last I saw you). My prayers are with you!
By the way, girls, boys, or even troglodytes - it really doesn't matter when you have three. We should all be put behind bars for creating such chaos.
Much love - Matt
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