A few days ago, P's teacher was talking to the kids about putting effort into their assignments. She went on to say that when they grew up and had jobs, their boss would expect them to do a good job and put effort into their work.
One little boy raised his hand and told the class if they didn't put effort into their work, their boss would fire them.
Paige promptly answered that that
never happens to her dad. Her teacher asked her to clarify, and she said that her dad never gets fired, but her mom does sometimes.
Alright, Donald.
Yesterday P's class found a dead woodpecker on the playground. She said everyone was yelling and talking loudly when they found it. She said she had to talk EXTRA loudly to say a prayer to God to take the bird to heaven and fix him so he could fly again.
Then one of the teachers came and threw the woodpecker in the trash, so Paige laid 3 leaves where he was so the angels could find him (seriously, where does she come up with this???)
She waited and waited.
Nothing.
When she came home she asked me if I thought maybe angels just came at night.
Don't you just love her??