Sometimes it takes a third-grader to make it all clear...

Friday, January 21, 2011

Wyatt: (checking himself out in the mirror) Look, Mrs. B., I'm growing a mustache.

Lizbeth: No, you're not! We all have hair on our face.

Dusty: Yeah! My mom has dark hair on her lip and she has to put this stuff on it to make it go away.

Mrs. B: Uhhh, Dusty, I don't think your mom would want you telling us that.

All the kids head back to their seats while Wyatt stares at himself in the mirror.

Wyatt: (quietly to himself) Yup. I'm definitely growing a mustache!

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