Sunday, September 25, 2011

The Notes

Someone must have talked to the kids at Kale's school about notes.  All of a sudden, I am getting notes at home from Kale.  He will ask for paper, get his marker, and scribble scrabble a note.

Last night his note said this:  Dear school, Kale is not allergic to eggs.

God help me.  He is writing a note with a blatant lie at age 3 (almost 4).  I am scared of where that will lead when he is oh, say 8 years old and forging our names.

His note to me this morning was apparently a combination of a note and prayer:  Dear mommy, I want to stay home with you, daddy, and sissy.  Amen.

Gotta love him!

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