Friday, March 31, 2006
One of the sweet things about being an elementary art teacher is the love offerings I frequently receive. Here's what I found this morning.
That's really sweet. It reminds me of my first day of my Juniour Year at Baylor. I walked out to my car in the morning to find a note under the windshield wiper. I was so touched at someone's thoughtfulness. I eagerly pulled it out, opened it with a big smile on my face. The note said, "Learn how to park, MORON!!"Post a Comment