I just walked into my daughter's room. She tends to keep her door closed. By the time I opened it and walked in she had done something and had that guilty "I got caught but I'll try to look innocent" expression on her face.
She was sitting on her floor barefoot, and she had a marker in her hand. Her small whiteboard was on the floor in front of her. Her name was written on it, but it was so messy...
The gears in my head went kachunk, kachunk.
"Are you writing with your feet? "
"um... yeah. I was bored."
It makes about as much sense as most of the rest of my day.
Random thoughts, which I post while I am pretending I am STILL age 39.99999! Join me for my next 40 years...
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(nods head in understanding)
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