“That’s where we keep the crayons, that’s where we keep the crayons, the crayons are in there....hey, Viv, that’s where we keep the crayons...the crayons are in there.....(pats me vigorously) Miss Heather Miss Heather, the crayons are in there...that’s where we keep the crayons, the crayons are in there.”

OMG....I need more coffee.


Then 3 year old daycare boy, who still barely talks but is a smart cookie...walks over to her and starts rubbing her arm saying....”shhhhhhh it okay....shhhhhh”

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