I was doing a load of laundry, yes Michael, I did a load of laundry! If the mound of steaming stinky clothes get high enough that I can't even see the washer, I occasionally throw them in the washer. As I was emptying Reece's pockets, I found 5 suckers, a popsicle stick, a pencil, and this picture: Oooohhh, a picture of 'D' from his class! It was obvious from the wrinkles in it that he just shoved it in his pocket along with all the other crap that ends up in little boys pockets. I went to ask him about the picture of 'D'. He got embarrassed and pretended like he didn't know what I was talking about, "what picture???" I respond, "Uh, the cute little picture of 'D' that I found in your pockets. It is cute, what did she say when she gave it to you?" Reece exclaims, "I don't even know why she gave it to me! She told me not to tell anyone that she gave it to me." Ahhh, so sweet, but my insensitive little boy probably didn't even say thank you, he probably mumbled something and walked away, shoving it in his pocket, crushing her tender little heart.
I think I have some unresolved issues from elementary school, I'll be calling my therapist, then I will be teaching that kid some manners!