Finally! The post that includes all the laughs
and smiles from the last week of school!

Why, yes. That's a hunk of cheese. BOOYA!

"My father, the kids’ “Papa”, lives in Franktown on 10.5 forested acres full of wildlife. He feeds the birds, puts scraps out for the fox, amuses at the flock of wild turkeys, and has several “pet” deer that he feeds regularly. They are so tame that they come up to the sliding glass window to alert him they are ready for breakfast, sometimes the bucks will tap their antlers on the house – it’s very bizarre.
He has a special soft spot for one he named Scar for her battle torn leg. She also suffered a blow to her left eye that has since clouded, and she’s completely blind on that side. She is the sweetest thing, had a calf last year, and is a very good mother. He talks to her like a dog owner would a little puppy.
The kids have fed her by hand (standing inside the porch holding a bucket on the outside of the mostly closed glass door), and her new nickname is Ms. G. She’s a favorite, just like you."
He has a special soft spot for one he named Scar for her battle torn leg. She also suffered a blow to her left eye that has since clouded, and she’s completely blind on that side. She is the sweetest thing, had a calf last year, and is a very good mother. He talks to her like a dog owner would a little puppy.
The kids have fed her by hand (standing inside the porch holding a bucket on the outside of the mostly closed glass door), and her new nickname is Ms. G. She’s a favorite, just like you."


CHEESEcake my Moral Pal left me. Bless them.

awesome on my flower bud vases!
Some kids brought me a plate'o'goodies (from a trusted teacher) during the LAST hour of the LAST day of school. They know how to make Ms. G. happy. :)

We can't sing without my cat!"
parents that purchase these awesome pieces of clothing more!

Grateful. Friendly. Clean. Cheerful. Strong.
Helping. Kind. Willing. Caring.
Joyful. Prayerful.

More glitter-covered Jingle Bell Pine Cones.
(The kid brought more for the other classes.
What was I going to say? No!?)

Second graders learned a Japanese song to go along with this game, and were singing it on the playground before school. Happy music teacher. And these were all BOYS! BOOYA!

"All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth..."
I will see you in the new year, my little friends!
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