Yesterday, I had to tell a boy to quiet down. Twice. He's not a bad kid. Just a loud talker. He wasn't even doing it to needle me or get attention. He just has a loud voice.
At the choir concert last night, I saw his family walk past me to sit down front. Talker spied me a few moments later and came over to talk. Duh. He's TALKER, by cracky! I said, "Hey, Talker, how's your mom? I saw her come in. Maybe I should go down and have a chat with her." I had no intention of doing so. I was just teasing Talker.
Talker became even more animated. "My mom is in perfect health. She's doing just fine. There is no need for that!"
Kids crack me up.
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