It's like staring at a primary room full of nine and ten year old boys and just not wanting to go in. Oh, wait.
That job belongs to THIS lady who I love:
One of the boys moved away to South Carolina this month, and she had all the primary boys in her class over for an evening of games, legos, a campfire and FUN.
She deserves a Congressional Medal.
Not even kidding.
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