Tuesday, November 23, 2010


Today Alvin asked Miles to bring him a tissue to wipe his nose. Miles looked at him thoughtfully, ran to his room, then ran back, carrying . . . his shoes. He was pretty sure he had gotten it right, so he looked slightly perplexed when Alvin and I laughed. Tissue. Shoe. That's pretty close.

1 comment:

Brian Hays said...

Well, at least he brought you something. Most kids would ignore you!