That Boy.

 

Artie brought home a portfolio from school last week. He proudly pulled this one out to give to me. He was so darn excited about it as I told him 'how brilliant it was' (I know, I know. My British voice). As he beamed at me, he said "are you going to show it to that boy of yours?" I said "what boy are you talking about Artie?" And, he said, still smiling, "Joe, of course." A week and a lot of time with the children later, and I'm still chuckling in my head, thinking about it...