Yesterday I was helping in Clifford's class for their holiday mini-party. While waiting for the kids to come in from recess, I browsed through Clifford's
free write journal. I happened upon this particular entry and couldn't resist sharing. Clifford is writing about his Papa...
Grandpa is nice. I get to sit in the front. My brother sits in the back. We get to go to McDonald's. And then we go back in the truck and go to the house and eat dinner. And when our cousins get there we play games like swinging (I think that's what the last word is).
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