While I read out loud to the kids, they are allowed to play with a few select toys, as long as they listen and keep quiet and sit still and answer thirty-seven comprehension questions to the satisfaction of the overbearing Ma. Well, I happened to be engrossed in our latest book the other day, and when I glanced up, I saw this:
Giggled like a school girl, that I did. I always did have a thing for the class clown.
