There was another girl who liked just being teacher's pet; she also fought for my hand and lap. Then there was a boy who cried over everything. He would stuff his entire fist in his mouth while sobbing. He and his drool ended up in my lap quite a bit. There was one more girl who required extra attention. Her parents had just gone through an ugly divorce, poor baby, and she would have these bouts of anger and sadness.
Despite all my griping, I loved getting to know these kids. There's nothing sweeter than a bunch of little kids fighting over you.

2 comments:
Hey, my cutie is just like me! I used to wuss out on all the rides when I got to the top also. What took you so long to figure out she's missing?? Poor cutie pie!
The girls are soooo pretty. It must feel good to have all the kids fighting for your attention and affection, Pam!!
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