Teacher conferences... again!

Last night was teacher conferences again. Max really wanted to come although he knew he'd have to wait out in the hall. G and I were ready to leave and Max was still upstairs coordinating his "outfit." He came downstairs with his old cub scout shirt on - much too tight. G told him the shirt was a little snug and did he want to put something else on? Max said: Aw dad, it's okay. I just want to represent my country!

When we got to conferences we were braced to hear what the teacher had to say. "We have been learning about American History," she said. When I asked the class which President fought to abolish slavery, Max shouted out: Abraham stinkin' linkin'!