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SOREN:  Mom!  I'm playing grade papers!  I'm a young linguist!

ME:  Oh?

SOREN:  My two students are from the Tyler family.

CARL:  And my two students are from the Cowart family.

ME:  (laughing) That sounds like fun.

SOREN:  Mark Tyler is messing up everything!  He didn't label his boxes.  See?  This is a mess!  He gets a B minus!
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Oozaroo said…
Haha, that's hilarious!
January 2, 2013 at 5:42 PM
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