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    Theresa Lode or, simply “T”, had her world turned upside down and inside out when her son was diagnosed with ADHD and a few other goodies. Her choice- follow the doctor's orders....or trust her heart and delve into the world of Free Range Education. She chose the latter...

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Molly, the monkey smuggler

Don’t ask me where she got them from.  One day they just appeared in our home.  Molly named them all “Bob.”  (Do you suppose she got the idea from George Foreman?)  And there’s about five of them….monkeys.  Stuffed monkeys. And they’re all alike.

“I’m going to bring them to school,” she announced the other evening.  “You’re not supposed to bring stuff like this to school,” she added.

But my, she is a cheeky lass.  She takes after her mom.

“Do you think that’s a good idea?”

She shrugged.

All was quiet for several hours when I peeked in on her.  She was sitting on her bedroom floor amid a blizzard of material scraps, thread and lengths of ribbon.

She twisted her back to me so I couldn’t see her project and shooed me away.  (“DON’T LOOK!”)

I was pecking away at the computer when she appeared in the doorway.

“It’s a Bob Bag,” she announced.  She was holding her creation by two pink ribbons that served as handles.  It was a patchwork affair, possessing a certain charm in its shoddiness.

“What exactly is a Bob Bag?” I asked.  We moms can be such ignoramuses.

“Tomorrow I’m bringing all the Bobs to school in it.”

She tossed the pink ribbon straps over her shoulder; one of the Bobs was peeking out the top.

The next day she reported the monkey smuggling operation went well.  It may even start a new trend, she said.

Sounds like fun to me.  More fun than a barrel of…er, more fun than a bag of Bobs.

Shortly after this the phone rang.  It was Daniel’s 18-wheeler truck driver, telephone collector buddy who’s rigged a rotary dial phone into his Blue Tooth.  He’s going to be in Nashville; would we like to meet?  Welcome to my Seinfeld-ish world. You can’t make this stuff up.

So Jay and Daniel met him.  I thought about sending the Bob Bag and its occupants; the quirkiness just seemed to fit meeting a guy with a rotary dial phone in his cab.

For Molly, it could come in handy….knowing a long haul truck driver, that is.  Especially if her monkey smuggling business grows.

Quack!

Here’s a little design Molly’s made.  We’re going to turn it and a few other fun ones into tee shirts.  Doesn’t this make you feel happy looking at it?

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A little Molly humor

I love seeing my kids’ talents bloom.  Molly’s sense of humor leaves me in stitches sometimes.  This cartoon is one she did several months ago. 

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From the mind of Molly

And you think YOU’VE got problems?  Tee-hee…thought you’d appreciate a little humor from the mind of a creative 11-year-old.  (Sheryl- you’re going to LOVE this!)

This is a forward Molly invented.  Remember you saw it here first in case you find it in your inbox.  And if you do, for crying-out-loud—you’d better forward it!!!

if you dont forward this email, you will have constipation for
five months, followed by diarrhea for six months,
trip over a stray dog that will get mad at you and bite you on the nose,
be forced to pee in public, live in a dumpster behind the fish market for 2 months, plus also, you will get in trouble with the FBI,police, and SWAT team.and the navy. don’t ask why.  oh yeah, and this Christmas, you will get a jar of Peruvian death wasps, that unexpectedly opens after you shake it up, so they will be pretty mad. AND, the government, will look for you and you will have to be on the run for 6 months, surviving off of
locust puree and rat gut smoothies. AND, then, the world will blow up.
and you will be sailing through the galaxy FOREVER! until a extra terrestrial life form blasts your head of with a atomic missile launcher.
then, when you get to heaven, God says that you only can go to heaven if
you go through all of the above 3 times again.
so, i think you should forward this, no pressure!
just forward it to ALL your friends.


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