I'll bet you have one too, eh? j/k
When Bryce and I ran a group home we had a very bright, precocious, (difficult!) boy named Pierre who was about the same age as Tyce. At that time they were 3. Our foster family was going to a group activity at the Rocket Center for Labor Day. We'd had a particularly trying day (as they all were back then) dealing with the house and all the children. As we were walking out the door, Pierre asked:
"What's Labor Day?"
"It's a day to honor people who work."
"Oh. When are you going to start working?" (!!!!!!!!)
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From the mouths of babes . . . except, this time he was wrong! I'm sure that was the cherry on the sundae of your holiday. Wonder how he's doing now?
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