So today in chapel the two girls on the end of the row were having a little bit of a wrestling match. One seemed to be trying to lean as far as she could to her left to get away from the other. I whispered down to them in my mean chapel whisper, "Girls, what is going on?" The leaner looked at me and said, "She keeps trying to make me smell her hair!" "M., don't make her smell your hair," I scolded. Then I looked the other way to hide my laughter. Smell her hair?!?! Really?
Just heard in kindergarten..."I love kangaroos. But my most favorite animal is the color blue."