We have been learning a poem for school titled "Mr. Nobody". We all have one... they guy that moves things and breaks things and won’t own up to it. You know who I'm talking about. Max can't seem to find his undies (I know weird thing to lose). He needed new ones anyway, but when I asked him where all the old ones went to, he said, “Mr. Nobody took them.”
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Maybe he likes to go commando!
smart kid!
that is "not me" at our house. love it! :) he lived with me too when i was a kid- i am cursed, my mom told me he just might follow me one day...
sigh.
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