Not that I was ever a wooden marionnette or anything, but after five long years of tortured domestic rule by one Annette Tang and one Clarence Tang, I finally get to escape to school for three hours a day, where I turn from harried son into independent boy and learn very useful things like colours, patterns, shapes, reading, writing, building, and cooperative play. I love it!
Sunday, November 04, 2007
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