Obviously, I wasn't even close.
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Show and Tell - not what you remember
Obviously, I wasn't even close.
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Wow. And I thought the seashells I found at the beach were nifty when I brought them in.
Obviously, I wasn't even close.
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Obviously, I wasn't even close.
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Note: I do not answer medical questions. If you are having a medical issue, see your own doctor. For all you know I'm really a Mongolian yak herder and have no medical training at all except in issues regarding the care and feeding of Mongolian yaks.
Cast of Characters:
Annie: My Phenomenal MA
Mary: My Awesome Secretary
Ed: The office fish
Dr. Pissy: The guy I share an office with
Mrs. Grumpy: My Boss (also the world's greatest school nurse)
Frank, Craig, and Marie: The Grumpy Tribe
Garlic and Riley: The Grumpy Dogs
Questions? Comments? Biting sarcasm? Write to: pagingdrgrumpy [at] gmail [dot] com
Note: I do not answer medical questions. If you are having a medical issue, see your own doctor. For all you know I'm really a Mongolian yak herder and have no medical training at all except in issues regarding the care and feeding of Mongolian yaks.
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6 comments:
I'm dumbfounded. Poor kid to grow up thinking that's normal and a great thing to show everyone.
Shells are cool. Everyone liked the choo-choo train I took to show & tell.
When my son started preschool the teacher told us to always double check their pockets before we leave the house. Not that I have anything to hide, but in the past they have had cigarettes show up in kids pockets.
A Friend of mine teaches pre-school and one pupil carefully made a construction using a clothes pin and a twig. When asked what he was making, he said "A roach clip".
It's to be hoped the relatives aren't into the same hobbies...
Poor little kiddo. Maybe it's a good thing that he brought the paraphernalia in. He and his Mom can both get the help they need. :-(
my kid fished a branch out of the river that a beaver had chewed up and took it for show and tell and given it's sharp (gnawed) end I was worried we'd get a weapons call.
this is much better.
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