As a first grade teacher, naturally I would go to school no matter how ill I was, therefore, it should be no surprise when I went to work today with a fairly awful sore throat. That being said, about half of my job, if not more, is talking. So, as you can imagine, I have been avoiding talking all evening, therefore, decided to type out what I would be saying to the boy. What made this even funnier is that my perfectly healthy husband was typing me back on his computer. I am not sure what is worse two teenagers sitting in the same room and texting each other or the scene in my house tonight. Either way, I am sorry to say that it might be continuing for the remainder of my illness.
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