This blog is a story of two parents, both special educaton teachers, trying to raise a first grader and a precocious preschooler. We love to travel, cook, tend to our "backyard farm", and spend time with each other.
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Izzyism
Izzy in the parking lot says, "Hey there some kids. Can I talk to them?" Then says, "Maybe they're like that girl that wouldn't talk to me." I said, "Ohh, the girl at the bookstore. Your right! She only spoke Russian." We get in Wal-Mart. She sees some more kids, waves, says hi, they don't really respond, and she pipes up with, "They only speak Spanish, Mommy." What! How does she know this?
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