
In the mornings, I cut up an apple for the kids to take to school. From what I can tell, they eat them. The other day I was cleaning out Andrew's back pack and found about 3 bags of old brown apple slices in his backpack. When he saw I was about to throw them away he hollered for me to stop. I looked at him and said, "These are disgusting and why are you wasting the yummy Golden Delicious Apples?" His reply, "I am not wasting them, those are for the Guinea Pigs." Apparently I have been supplying his classroom Guinea Pigs with fresh Golden Delicious apples.
From now on, it's Granny Smith for Andrew.
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I guarantee there won't be any pictures of any dancing posted anywhere. Tell Tom sorry.
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