Quinn and I sent our Christmas packages today. When we got to the front of the line, the new postlady asked, "What grade are you in?" Quinn replied, "Third grade. . . . It's a hard life. . . . You can't believe what we have to do in science!"Everyone in the line behind us chuckled heartily. I suppose it's a good sign when people in the post office are laughing.
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