4th grader 1: “When I grow up I’m going to be a real live physician” (this was funnier because the three of them couldn’t remember what physician meant)
4th grader 2: [grabbing 4th grader 1's belly] “Ha! Got your small intestine!”
4th grader 3: [sniffing at 4th grader 1]
4th grader 1: “Why are you sniffing me?”
4th grader 3: “Because I’m a real live dog detective!”
I read some news from my friend Mona via Facebook today. She’s on break from University of Cape Town, visiting her family in Malawi where she found a new item on the menu of roadside vendors. It’s called the “Obama”. Apparently it’s a fist-sized fried sweet bread.
it’s more like a sweet doughnut [than plain bread]. Traders sell them on the side of the road and shout “ObamaObamaObama” to get sales!
Here’s a pic of an opened-up Obama:
Mona knows as well as you or I that donuts are sweet so this treat is definitely not part of the President’s health plan!
In Charlottesville, Virginia
Jeff
My girls are Ponyo crazy this morning. Can you believe there is NO Ponyo doll, coloring book, toy or anything at ToysRUs?
I spliced together this coloring page from a couple sources on the Internet (click for PDF). I was then required to print it out about 10 times between the two of them.
