Miss Chris greets him at the door.
And, Miss Lisa is also there to say hello.
So, now for nine hours a week, it's just Amanda and me. She "helped" me haul recycling on Monday. Notice how she is just wearing one boot. It's all she can manage to put on by herself.
As a funny note, I have to share a story from yesterday. As we left the library, we walked past a big bulldog statue (like Chicago has cows, we have bulldogs all over town.) Andrew asked if that was once a living bulldog.
Confused, I answered, "No, it is a statue. That's kind of like a painting, but 3-D"
"Well, when I grow up, I want to be a scientist who digs old bulldogs out of football fields."
I paused a second and then it was all I could do not to laugh. Scott wants to be a paleontologist (hence the digging up bones reference) and Andrew just assumes that bulldogs roam on every football field in America. I guess that's what you get for growing up in Georgia Bulldog country. :)
Then, he told me that he really wanted to be an astronaut and that was also a scientist.
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