Friday, April 8, 2011

They always want to hold my hand - an evil conspiracy, no doubt

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It's a lovely day outside, and I am stuck in with a cold. Sore throat, headache, stuffy nose - the works.  It feels like about the five billionth cold I've had this year, despite getting a flu shot, and I know exactly who to blame: my five-year-old students.  

They are big-eyed, chubby-cheeked, filthy little cherubs.

They wouldn't know what hand soap was for if it hit them in the face.

Those little punks.

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1 comment:

  1. This photo and the previous post's photo look like a time-lapse of the same subject. Cool!

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