Year 2, Day 75

I swear that if we didn’t have to give you medicine that we would never know you were sick.  You keep running around, and you’re just a-talking away.  You’re like a little tornado in the mornings, or more like a Tasmanian Devil.  Dad took you into your classroom this morning and you ordered him to ‘go’, ha ha.  You were just fine for me this evening, minus one of two crying fits, but I can make them all better 🙂

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