Me: Why are you colouring everything blue? What disease does the poor mouse have if his eyeballs are blue?
J: He ate blue cheese.
Lydia (the teacher): That's actually funny!
Things about J's future wife (he has decided these things all on his own):
1. She will not be French, therefore he doesn't need to pay attention in French class.
2. She has to take his last name...none of this new age hyphenated business
3. Ladies will not be first
This week has been presentation week, so I was sitting in the rocking chair. J's desk is across the room, and he sat holding up his journal which read: "That is my rocking chair. Get off. It's mine, not Amanda's" for a good twenty minutes.
He also wrote me a note that read:
"Dear Amanda,
STOP TALKING TO ME AT CHURCH
*my rocking chair, get off. It's mine*
from,
J"
