I was in the 5th grade and had the most awesome of teachers ever...Mrs. Pratt.
One day I was leaving school and I turned around and looked at her and said:
"Bye Mom"
And then the rest of the class just started laughing at me. They laughed at me the next day also. And so on. And so forth.
Hug me.
Friday, July 14, 2006
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Grow up.
If she made me cookies I would have called her Mom every day.
Would you make me cookies? May I call you Mom?
Nope.
I once in a while turn red but rarely do I get embarrassed.
Well,....except for that time in the mens shower room.
I won't hug you, but I can bake you some cookies.
I make great cookies.
Then get your keister in the kitchen Siester...
I've had students call me mom-it just cracks us up.
But I do have a name of a good therapist if you're interested.
I'm guessing you have more than one...
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